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Trigger warning.. miscarriage
"That's a wrap!"
Kataya lets out a sigh of relief as the cast and crew around her all clap together celebrating the end of shooting. After a whole lot of back and forth Saint and Kataya came to an agreement on the both of them balancing work and their children. Once she had the green light to work without hearing any nagging she managed to score a huge branding deal with True Religion jeans and when they asked her to shoot a short campaign for them, she just so happened to know just the man for the job. Kataya hops down from the stool she had been positioned on for the last few hours and heads for her trailer, but not before stopping by to talk to the director.
"Baby..." Kataya smirks as her arms wrap around Saint.
"You did great today. So talented, so smart and so, so, so damn beautiful." Saint says lowly. He leans in pecking her lips softly not caring that her semi glossy lips would stain his. "Glad you're all mine."
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
Saint kisses her lips one last time before grabbing her hand in his, leading them into their trailer to unwind after the long workday. Quietly they walk hand in hand both of their minds wondering the same thing but neither of them wanting to speak out loud. Saint opens the door for Kataya and watches her step inside the trailer before following behind her, shutting and locking the door once they're inside.
The silence between both of them was growing louder with each passing minute, but still neither of them spoke a word out loud. Saint sits on the sofa as Kataya changes clothes and has a FaceTime call with his mother and her grandmother to check on their children. The sound of her laughter filled a void within him that he didn't know was there. So much time had passed since he'd heard her genuinely laugh it almost shocked him to hear the sweet melody. He looks up at her waving as she turned the camera toward him so that he could see the children, all of them dressed in pajamas and ready for bed. Heaven was whining about Kross terrorizing her while Halo was quiet ignoring his younger siblings.
"Alright... everybody calm down. Me and daddy will see everybody tomorrow. Have a goodnight and Kross... be good!!! Goodness." Kataya laughs before ending the phone call.
She turns around in her seat and looks over at Saint. His eyes shifted toward his wedding band and she sighs.
"Are you okay?" Kataya finally ask.
"I'm aight baby. Are you okay?"
Kataya nods her head slowly giving him a nonverbal answer. As she packs up her makeup and switches from the denim fit to a pair of sweatpants for the short drive to the hotel her mind wonders back to the last few months of she and Saints lives. Those pesky trials and tribulations that people speak about in marriage what finally appeared in theirs and they were barely making it out alive.
