Well... I hope there are still people reading this far 😂😂
* a few months later*
Aria's POV
It's time for the wedding. I'm excited, yet nervous. The babies have been going crazy all day. I squeezed into my dress, mom done my hair, and Hanna did my makeup.
I walked out of the bathroom with mom and Hanna behind me. The girls stood there in their dresses. They looked beautiful. I almost cried. I stepped outside, where Toby and I stood, along with the girls. We didn't have a flower girl. The girls walked in first. I heard the song play as que for them to go. Tony and I stood, arm in arm, getting ready to walk in. The song changed. The tune to 'Here Comes The Bride' played. I walked in, with Toby by my side. Everything was beautiful. Ezra had tears in his eyes. I didn't see a dry eye anywhere. I only noticed one thing off. The person standing alone in the corner. She had a piece of black lace covering her eyes. Was it -A? Thought exploded in my head. Before I realized it, I was standing up and the alter. We said our vows. And we kissed. Then we were married. I clung to Ezra as we walked past the woman with lace covering her face. She had long, blond hair. A lot like Ali's. Ezra had stopped to talk and the girls were I don't even know where. I was walking alone now. I was almost at the dining hall when my stomach started cramping. I fell to the ground. My water broke. Great. All I remember is being picked up, threw in a car, and taken to the hospital. I looked up to see who was driving. It was the woman with lace covering he face. She now has it off. It was CeCe DiLaurentes. I thought at first, she may have been kidnaping me.
"Shit! Oh. You're awake. Which hospital were you going to?" "That one." I pointed out the window. It was directly across the street. I started at her blankly. I wanted to ask why she was there. Why she helped me. Why she wore that thing over her face. But right now, I guess I was thankful she was.
We arrived at the hospital and I called Ezra. They had been looking for me. When they showed up, Ezra had extra clothes so I could change before I had them. I went in the bathroom and changed quickly. When I walked out, they sat me down in a wheelchair. "I can't have them yet! We don't even have names!" "It'll be okay Ar." I went in the hospital room and they drugged me and hooked me up to stuff. Nine hours of sitting in pain, I had them. "Have you decided on a name?" "Hmm... What about Sierra and Levi?" Ezra asked. "I don't know. Levi... I kinda like Olivia." "That's a beautiful name. I love it. Now for the boy?" "I don't know. Hunter?" "I kinda like Cayden, or Cain." "Cayden." "Okay. Olivia and Cayden." The nurses wrote the names down and another nurse carried both babies back in, all clean. They were beautiful. Ezra held Cayden and I held Olivia. Everyone else flooded into the room, snapping pictures, and asking questions. I was more than happy to answer.
