Struggle For Power [✓]

Epilogue

Selena's POV

The weekend had arrived which I don't think I could be more grateful for. My bones felt like sandpaper when I moved too much and it didn't make a good match with the longing headache from the lack of sleep over the course of two nights. Pregnancy is probably not getting on my best side yet.

Perhaps it had something to do with Justin's new reconciliation with an old friend. After worrying about Justin's new position working alongside Alfredo, he couldn't stop expressing his gratitude for this new profession or how much he was enjoying the time there even though it had only been one week. He seemed very eager to go back the minute he stepped through the threshold of our home.

Even if I didn't have my full reassurance in this new opportunity he had grasped, I admit, that business glow he used to have was now back in full swing in such a small time period and it suited him very nicely.

Since Justin's father passed away, he very much lost a big part of himself and I could never pinpoint exactly what it was, nor could I even buy it for him. I think when you lose someone so incredibly close to you, a small part of you breaks. But I think I knew now. I missed him being passionate about something, having that authoritative mindset. Even though a wound that deep can never be healed properly, it was healed to the point he can finally be himself again and feel content with it.

Overall, I was trying not to dwell too much on things that haven't happened yet or anything too negative. Not to mention, nothing negative has come out yet of this yet, and possibly some anxiety was just at an all-time high for no reason. It was still in the very early stages and god knows what will happen from now to a month to a year.

With the baby on the way, a future with the man I love and Justin being so incredibly happy, sometimes it was too good to be true.

It was now a peaceful Saturday and usually we would rest on the couch, binge watch a new series or a franchise or even just enjoy the company of each other in a comfortable silence as we ran through our to-do lists for the day.

Back to my lazy afternoon, with him having a new role to occupy his time, I guess I wouldn't be getting that relaxation as a couple to that perfect image. His glow hadn't faded it out yet, it was still burning as vibrantly as it was yesterday afternoon. Justin was lying down on the couch with me, just without human touch, typing away so fast I was worried the keys would come apart one by one.

He was attached to his laptop, relentlessly to finish and add final touches, preparing a big presentation he had been working on to introduce himself properly to the workers at the firm later on today, while going through new, fresh ways to gain attention of new clientele and basically, a new way to rebrand their already established image.

"What does a fiance have to do in order to get her man to pay her the smallest amount of attention today?" I complain as I rest my head on his bare shoulder. At least I could admire his naked physique from the waist up. His grey, nearly skin-tight joggers were blocking the full view.

"I am almost done, just got to check figures and then you have my absolute full attention for a couple of hours." He doesn't even smirk or anything. Normally the couple of hours would have him smiling like a hopelessly-in-love teenager, just thinking about what could happen in such a span of time or how times it could happen.

Justin, just give me something. A thumbs-up would suffice right now.

"How long is almost done? You said that nearly an hour ago." I felt like I was nagging, but surely it wasn't a high demand.

His head slowly moves to the side, his eyes forcefully looking away from the computer screen and towards me. "I can't recall, have you always been this needy?"