Eye to eye | Book 2 - Trent Alexander Arnold

Chapter 17🤍

Trent's eyes opened when the morning was apparent, seeing Ella wrapped up in his arms as comfortable as can be. He didn't want to wake her up as she looked so peaceful. To be honest, that had been the best sleep of his life, thanks to last night. Trent got out of the bed slowly and delicately so that Ella could remain asleep, going to the bathroom to brush his teeth before going into the nursery to see his babies.

"Morning my loves." He kissed them both before taking them downstairs for their usual breakfast, milk. They were able to hold their bottles them selves but Trent made sure to have a grip on them just incase one of the dropped or incase it dropped on them. "Mummy will wake up soon, but she slept very well last night." Once they were finished, Tayah made her little noises, trying to speak but of course not being able to yet. They were practically 5 months old so she would have to wait a while for that. "We're so talkative this morning, aren't we princess?" Trent chuckled slightly at his daughter. Tahj just remained peaceful in his dads arms, resting his small head on Trent's chest, causing Trent gave them both kisses on their foreheads. "You still sleepy my little man?" Trent gave him another little kiss which made Tayah jealous, even though she always had his attention. Trent loved that Tayah was a daddy's girl already, but he wanted to be able to show affection to his son without her being jealous as he was a daddy's boy. He didn't want Tahj to grow up and think that Tayah was the favourite, because he loved them both equally. He understood that it could make him feel left out and could make him doubt himself. Tayah required more attention and he adored that but he had to find a way to balance it out. "Should we go wake up mama?" He asked before going back upstairs to their room and seeing Ella still asleep in bed. He slowly put the babies on top of her, waking her up gently.

"Morning my beauties." Ella wrapped them in her arms softly, giving them both kisses. Tayah was the first to lean her head on her mothers shoulder, closely followed by Tahj on the other. "Morning baby." She turned to face Trent, who was smiling at his little family.

"Morning my love." He returned, joining them on the bed and gently hugging Ella too. Her three loves, all embracing her affectionately. "I already know you slept well so I'm not even gonna ask you."

"Shut up." Ella giggled at her boyfriend. He wasn't lying though, she had slept exceptionally well.

As the day progressed, Mark had come over to spend time with his grandchildren as he would be watching them. He would never refuse an opportunity to see them as they were two of the six people he loved the most along with Jude, Ella, Jobe and Denise. Grandparents always have a special bond and connection with their grandchildren.

"It's 7 baby, we should get ready now." Trent alerted Ella. He didn't want to be late or miss their reservation. He knew she took longer to get ready so he had to make sure she was prepared before he was.

Ella went upstairs to their room so that she could get dressed. She had what seemed like a million dresses in their closet but today, none of them had seemed to uplift her confidence. Since the births, it had been hard for her to feel beautiful as she would most often than not be in sweats all day, expect when she was going out, which was rarely. She felt as though her stomach was bigger and no matter how much she would exercise or try to lose the extra weight, she couldn't. Trent could see that she was unhappy with her appearance and kept reminding her that she was stunning and would compliment her everday to no avail. Everyone around thought that she looked normal and returned to her natural weight after the pregnancy, slim but curvy. However, she disagreed with that completely and it could be seen as she stood in front of the mirror, playing with her dress with tears leaving her eyes.

"Baby, you okay?" Trent spoke concerned seeing that Ella was visibly distressed. This was something he hated to see.

"Yeah, I'm okay. You?" She tried to seem as though she was perfectly fine but Trent could see past it. He knew her better than anyone. He could read her like a book.