Chapter 44

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Hey guys! Well I just wanna say thanks , this story will be ending very very soon so I hope you all enjoyed it and yeah. Lol love you all!

> -Itzel

>

> *one year later*

> I was applying lip stain to one of my models as got a call.

> "Excuse me a moment. I'm sorry." I said to my client.

> "Don't worry about it." She said as she smiled.

> I stepped away from the busy set as I went into a small hall way . It was fairly quiet .

> I looked down and answered it. It was my step mother.

> "Hey Hun I just wanted call and tell you that Alex just woke up." She said. I smiled

> "I just finished . I'll be home quick." I said.

> "Don't worry , he's an angel. But I'll see you soon.we got some news." She said ending the call. Okay? I thought. I walked back to my model and looked at her. She looked gorgeous . I spun her in the chair to look at herself. She gasped.

> "I - is - is this me!?" She asked shocked.

> "Yes it is sweetheart and you look amazing I may add." I said.

> "I love it- thank you- you are a genius " she said. I smiled at her.

> "Thank you doll" I said .

> "Megan! We need you on set!" The director screamed.

> "Coming!" She screamed back. Quickly she got up and gave me a hug.

> "Thank you so much." She said as she let go and ran to set. I laughed and left her my number by her belongings. I gathered all of mine and got to my car and headed home. You see, after I found everything out about Valeria and Zayn about a year ago, I wanted to leave. So, I made the decision and moved in with my father for the time being. His family was more than happy I was moving in. I moved here to the United States when I was 2 months pregnant . 7 months later, I had my baby. It was a boy so I decided to name him Alexander Malik. I really didn't have a choice in his last name. Currently he was 4 months old but still very tiny. I asked the doctor about it and he said it was mainly because of the stress I went through during my pregnancy .He had a similar paleish skin like mine, dark, straight, thick hair like his father. He had gray eyes but I wasn't surprised. That trait ran in both of our genes and I believe they would turn into a hazel ones. He had long eyelashes like his father and big cheeks like I once did. His lips were perfectly shaped like his father. He was so perfect to me. It was scary how much he looked like his father. I arrived home and opened the door . I removed my shoes and ran upstairs to put my things away. I ran back downstairs and put on my shoes.

> "Hellllooooo? Anyone home?" I asked since I couldn't find anyone.

> "Honey back here" my father said from the patio. I smiled and walked to the patio . I looked over to him and there was a familiar person next to him holding my child. My smile turned into a look of surprise.

> "Trisha ?" I asked very quietly .

> She carefully gave Alexander to my father and got up. I just stood there dumbfounded.

> She walked over to me and hugged me. I was shocked so I didn't immediately hug back.

> "I've misuse you so much." She said hugging me. I could tell tears were falling. I felt my own eyes get watery and I hugged her.

> "I'm so sorry." I said. I didn't even mention the pregnancy to her. I figure Zayn would. She calmed down and cupped my face while looking at me. She wiped my tears.

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