Familia

23. Meet the Sainz

A/n: thoughts
In this chapter, the characters are speaking Spanish unless indicated.

Sofia's pov:

As I stare in the hotel's bathroom mirror I can't help the anxiety that is creeping in. The thought of meeting Carlos' family is causing past insecurities to arise in my mind.

"What if they are judgmental about me be being a mother?" So many people have judged me for being a single mother.

"What if they think I'm not good enough for Carlos? Just like Lucas's parents." The De Costa's never liked the fact that I wasn't from a well off family.

"What if they don't like the fact that Carlos and I are even together?"

"What if they don't like Beatriz?" I can't even begin to think of how devastated I would be.

A knock on the bathroom door broke my thoughts.

"Cariño, are you okay in there? You've been in there for a bit?" Carlos' voice filters through the door causing me to take a deep breath and open the bathroom door.

"Hey what's wrong?" He says while stepping into the bathroom upon seeing my face.

"It's nothing.," I say trying to put on a brave face and not have him worrying.

"No, something's wrong. What is it? Are you not feeling good?" He says pulling me close.

"No, I'm fine."

"Baby, you don't have to hide from me. Now, please tell me what's wrong?"

"Ugh, I'm just nervous," I say pulling away to pick at my fingernails. "I mean, this is your family Carlos, these are the people you love and I'm nervous."

"Ohh, baby there's nothing to be nervous about," He says grabbing my hands and forcing me to stop. "They are going to love you! You've already talked to Blanca last week and she likes you. She keeps texting me how amazing you are." I had met Blanca over FaceTime last week when she called while Carlos was over at my place.

Carlos pulls me back into his arms and raises my head with a hand. "If you don't feel comfortable, I can call it off, they would understand," he says when our eyes connect.

"No, no! I'm fine, don't call it off. I'm just in my head a little," I say patting his chest. "You know I don't have a good track record with my exes parents."

"Yeah and they're idiots to make you feel that way about yourself. I mean who wouldn't like such a beautiful, kind, and amazing woman who makes their son happy," he says pulling me into a kiss that makes my head clear a bit.

"Mamaẽ?" a voice calls from the bedroom causing us to break apart.

"Yes, Bea?" I ask while stepping out of the bathroom after giving Carlos a smile.

"I'm hungry, are we going soon?" Beatriz says from where she's sitting on the bed watching Pocoýo (a/n: a Spanish kids show)

"Yes. We're leaving in a couple minutes, so let's turn off the movie and put our shoes on so we can leave," I say walking up to her. With my words, she climbs off the bed and really  over to where her suitcase is while I turn the tv off. While she's picking her shoes out, I look in the mirror one more time and blow out a breath of air.

"Everything will be fine, cariño," Carlos says coming up behind me and kissing the side of my head.

"Mamaẽ, Carlos, I'm ready!" Beatriz says coming up to us.