Long Epilogue : Part 7

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Shanaya's dress for the event.

2 months after their marriage.

Brooklyn's POV :

I got from my photoshoot session to find the house empty. That's strange, Shanaya was here before I left, where did she go?

'Shanaya baby, I'm home!' I shouted round our house. I was replied with silence.

'Shanaya, you home babe?' I asked again.

'Mr Matthews!' I called out for our butler. He was a 40 year man, kind and loving.

'You called sir?' He asked.

'Yes I did. May I know where my wife is?' I asked politely.

'I haven't got a clue sir. The last time I saw her was this morning at the breakfast table. I think she was in your bedroom. She hasn't left the room I think.' He replied. I nodded and said a quick thank you, heading up the stairs to our bedroom.

I opened the door and walked in. She was no where to be found. Where was she?

'Baby, you here?' I asked. I looked round the empty room, only to find the ensuite door open. I walked in and found Shanaya leaning against the sink, her eyes closed. I was still standing by the door, looking at her confused.

'Babe, you okay? Is something wrong? Are you ill. I'll call the doctor if you are, just tell me what's -' I was interrupted by her speaking.

She had turned round and was now facing me, her small brown eyes burning into mine.

'Nothing's wrong. It's just...' she said, looking at the ground and at her feet.

'It's what, babe, just tell me.' I urged her on.

'I'm pregnant.' She barely whispered the words.

I looked at her stunned. Did I just hear her right? Did she just say she was pregnant? I'm going to become a father in 9 months?

'You're pregnant?' I asked again.

She looked up at my stunned face, nodding slowly as if she had done something completely wrong.

Holy shit, I'm going to be a father.

I walked up to her and pulled her close, claiming her lips. She was surprised by my act but kissed back as soon as she registered I was kissing her. I lifted her legs off the ground and onto the bathroom counter behind her. I slipped in between her legs, caressing her face slowly.

'Don't you ever be ashamed of telling me that you have our child inside you. Having children for me is like a dream come true. I've always wanted children and you know that. I feel so happy but it just took me a long time to register that I was going to be a father soon. Shanaya, I love you so much baby, never forget that.' I whispered on her lips. She smiled and a tear rolled down her face. I wiped it off and looked into her eyes. They were full of unshed tears but they were bright and full of happiness.

'Thank you so much and I love you too.' She whispered back. I smiled before pulling away from her and looking down at her stomach. I gently placed my hand on it, rubbing it soothingly. I looked back up at her eyes and watched her smile at my little actions towards our unborn child.

I couldn't wait for the next 9 months to fly by.

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6 months later...

Brooklyn's POV :

'Princess are you ready yet? We need to leave soon!' I shouted up the stairs. She didn't reply. That worried me and so I walked up the stairs to our room. The room was tidy and quiet which was odd. I walked into our walk in wardrobe. And only one word could describe the state of it.

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