' "You look..." "Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?" '
Amidst the shadows of the little town of Charming, this chaotic and dangerous scene steps in Giselle Telford, a woman dead set on escaping the shadows of her past to embrace an uncertain future...
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AUTHOR'S NOTE I am currently writing also an Mayans MC fanfiction, it will be about Ez Reyes. Tell me pls if you're interested in reading it.
Thank goodness Giselle managed to catch a couple of hours of sleep. Now she's kinda ready to tackle her long shift at the bar. She just hopes it won't be too packed tonight, so she can head back home, or should say to the club, early.
Before heading to work, she's got an hour or so to kill. She thought she'd spend it drawing sit on her bed, but then Gemma called, telling her to come to the hospital. Obviously, Giselle dropped everything and rushed there, expecting the worst.
When she arrived, she spotted Jax too. She furrowed her brows, giving Gemma a skeptical look, and Gemma just flashed her an innocent smile. "We're here for Abel. Thought it was time you two met. Pretty sure Jax doesn't mind," Gemma explained, glancing at her son who seemed a bit on edge.
Giselle sighed, shooting Gemma a side-eye before sidling up to Jax. Seeing his leg trembling and his anxious gaze fixed on the door, she placed a hand on his shoulder.
Feeling her touch, he managed to calm down, meeting her gaze with a grateful smile. "The anxiety in here is suffocating. Relax, that little guy's a Teller after all, right?" Giselle tried to reassure both Jax and Gemma.
They both nodded, taking a deep breath.
Not long after, Tara approached with Abel in her arms. As Jax and Gemma approached, Giselle decided to hang back, giving the two some alone time with the little one.
But Giselle had to admit something. Despite being 'mad' at Gemma for dragging her here, now that she understood why, seeing that little bundle of joy melted her heart.
Something Giselle had always wanted, especially with Christian, was to have a child. She wanted to prove to herself that she could be a better mother than her own. Unfortunately, Christian died before she could test her theory.
Jax, holding Abel, approached Giselle. "Hey, this is Ellie," Jax said to the baby as he handed him over. Giselle wasted no time scooping him up. "Hey Champ," she said, immediately smiling as she gently rocked the baby in her arms.
"God, he looks so much like you," she said, looking at the blonde who hadn't moved from in front of her, watching both his son and the girl with a grin. "Yeah," he replied, stroking his son's face. "He's got your beautiful blue eyes," Giselle said, lost in the gaze of the baby, not even realizing it. "Beautiful, huh?" the girl looked up before blushing and lowering her gaze, trying to ignore his stare.
But Jax kept on smiling.
Meanwhile, both Gemma and Tara were watching the couple, and of course, Gemma wasted no time in pointing it out to the doctor. "See..." Tara glanced away from the couple, slightly annoyed. "I told you Jax had found someone else," Gemma emphasized. "Not my problem, Gemma," Tara replied, rolling her eyes. "And from what Jax told me, they're not together."
