*Oceanne's POV*Two years has passed since that night. It took both of us a week before we realized that no protection was used. So when my period didn't come, you can say we weren't very surprised.
I kept both Lillian and Lukas with me, because all my trust for my so called "parents" was lost. So they're growing up here with us. Us meaning Quinton and I, of course. I couldn't leave them, and Quinton had grown highly fond of them as well.
I sold my house, and now live with the all powerful and rich Quinton Hygh, my fiancé. He took me to Paris, and there he proposed. We had a beautiful baby boy, whom we named Nikki.
Some nights I wake up screaming from the nightmares of my past haunting me, but Quinton's arms are always there to comfort me. He treats me like a queen. Like I'm the only thing that matters in this world. Although, he also spoils Lillian, Lukas and Nikki. Like, a lot.
I guess you could say that my life is complete. A happily ever after.
"Mommy, Nikki accidentally barfed on the sofa again!" Lillian's voice calls from the living room. I roll my eyes and stand up, placing my pen beside my diary.
Well..almost....
"Tell dad it's his turn!" I call out, smiling at myself. What a normal life.
"I CLEANED THE LAST ONE" My dearest fiancé whines. When I agreed to marry him, little did I know I was basically adopting another child.
I brush my hair back into a high ponytail, grabbing some paper towels and a couch cleaning solution.
My life is busy and demanding, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way..
Because I'm marrying Mr Hygh. The cruelest, bītchiest, most selfish and rich man to ever live, and God, I love him.
_BOOK END_
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Conto"Mommy are you in wuv with the nice man?" She asks, her eyes all wide. I raise an eyebrow at her, looking into her matching eyes. "What makes you think that sweetheart?" I ask her. She sighs over dramatically. "Mom. Please. He's like always starin...