Adopted by O2L

Mrs. Pottorff

Carter's p.o.v

I am now 39 years old. Paris is now 11 years old, Casey is 10, Ariel & Tyler are 8, and Joseph is 6.

Sam and I have been stronger than ever these past few years. I am so happy with him.

In two days, I am marrying my soulmate. I have so many mixed emotions about it. I am excited, nervous, and happy.

I can't wait to be Carter Caylen-Pottorff. He makes me the happiest woman in the world.

My maid of honor is Lily. She and Luke have been going stronger than ever, and she is actually 3 months pregnant.

They got married about a year ago. Mason and Chloe are together and remain happier than ever.

Their twins are 6 years old. Acacia Nicole Simpson, and Christopher Mason Simpson. They're such a joy.

Jack and Kylie are married, and happier than ever. Brandon Matthew- Johnson Gilinsky is also 6 years old.

Nate and Madison are engaged and are trying to have babies. I couldn't be happier for them.

Kian and Selena are happily married, and despite Kian's battles, they are working on being happy.

Bradley and Kendall are married, and adopted two girls years ago. They are 9 years old. Their names are Launa Steal Simpson, and Shay Cash Simpson.

"You're going to be Mrs. Pottorff in two days!" Kylie said coming into my room.

We rented a small house to stay at. "I know, I'm nervous." I laughed. I kept remembering things from the past from Sam and I.

The good things.

*flashback*

We watched tv, with everyone. "I'm gonna make popcorn." I said getting up. I went into the kitchen and put some popcorn in the microwave.

"Hey." Sam said sitting on the counter. "Hey, what are you up to?" I asked standing in front of him. "Nothin." He said plainly. The microwave beeped, letting me know the popcorn was done. I pulled it out. And it was SO hot!

"FUCKING SHIT!" I yelled as I dropped the bag. Sam got down from the counter and began laughing. "Are you okay?" He asked as he continued laughing. Dad came in. "What happen?" He asked worried.

"I grabbed the popcorn bag and it was hot as hell!" I said showing him my fingers. He laughed and Sam grabbed my hand, and put cold water on my fingers.

Dad went back to the living room. "Thanks, Sam." I said smiling. He smiled and nodded. I felt something weird when he held my hand. I shook it off, though.

*flashback over*

*2nd flashback*

It's the next day, and I'm feeling really sad. I haven't gotten out of bed, yet. I just want to stay in bed. "Can I come in?" Sam asked. I smiled, and nodded.

He came and layed next to me. "You okay?" He asked me. "No, but I'm not ready to talk about it." I said as he hugged me. "That's fine, but when you're ready to talk about it, I'm here for you." He said planting a kiss on my cheek.

"Thank you, bubs." I said.

~Later that day~

I locked my phone and saw that Sam was done filming. I stood up, and he pulled me into a hug. It was a nice hug. One that i have needed. "Please don't let go." I told him.