I smile as I greet Harmony Palomino who is currently getting glammed up for a photoshoot. I watch she tells her glam team to go on break as we settle on a fluffy sofa.
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"Kandice, I just wanted to let you know that we are in my house." I nod my head, confused. "I'm basically saying that it's ok to be yourself. If you need to cry then feel free to do so without staining my furniture. I'm here for you, Neymar would be too but he's back in Paris for the weekend."
After she says those words I break down in tears.
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"I'm not ok." I pull my legs up to my chest, "I'm trying to act as if everything is ok but it's not, nothing is ok. The love of my life is practically lying on his deathbed and I'm pregnant with his child."
"How does that make you feel?" She asks while staring into my eyes.
"It hurts." I place my hand over my heart, "It hurts here and it's not fair."
"You don't have to be tough, you really don't. It's ok to be vulnerable and show how you're truly feeling, it's ok to cry because get it." Harmony sighs as she looks away for a moment. "If you watched the first season of Palomino Sisters then you would know that I was in a terrible car accident while pregnant."
She pauses for a second and I watch as her eyes glass over, "I was supposed to be having triplets but I ended up losing a baby so I will only ever have twins. After having these twins, I am never going to be having children again because I won't be able to get pregnant."
I feel myself beginning to sob at her words.
"My twins will most likely be born premature and I'm not going to have a natural birth." She smiles sadly. "The third baby is still in my stomach because my pregnancy was high risk, I was bed ridden for over a month. I will have to carry a dead baby in my stomach to the point when I have my twins. That's when the baby will be removed. So trust me when I say that I get it and it's ok not to be ok."
I pull her in for a hug which she gratefully accepts, we cry in eachother's arms for a second.
"If I can be out here being a kickass model, sister, wife and a friend then so can you." She places her hand on my stomach and I place mine on her huge stomach. "Whatever happens, you still have your little one to think about it."
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The next day I dress myself up as my mom and I go to see Jose in hospital. I sent in a large order of bouquets to be delivered to his room to help brighten up the room. After speaking with Harmony, I am ready to start moving forward.
The paparazzi start snapping pictures of us like crazy but luckily we have our guards walking with us so I don't feel anything as they shout all types of bullshit at us.
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We walk into the hospital and I hold onto my mom's hand as we enter the lift.
"I don't know if I can do this." I confess while removing my sunglasses. "I can't see him looking so dead like that."
"What scares you the most?" My mom asks.
"Losing him and raising a child alone. I know that I have our family but it's not the same, this man is already like my husband." I smile sadly, "I wouldn't be able to do it without him."
"You just have to think positive." She hugs me, "I don't like seeing my girl like this."
"Thank you for everything that you've been doing." I whisper as I tighten my grip around her. "Arranging all of this, buying his family the plane tickets and paying for their accommodation. Everything that you are doing will never go unnoticed, you are the bone that holds all of us together."
She pats my cheeks. "You are my daughter, I would do anything for you. Bone that holds us, interesting phrase."
We smile at eahcother before exiting the lifts, I give the nurses a small smile as I walk into his hospital room and you would not believe it.
"Oh my god." My mom breathes while covering her mouth.
Jose is awake, sitting on the side of his bed, staring right at me.
"You asshole." I cry out as I lunge at him. I wrap my arms around him while peppering his face in kisses. "Don't you ever do that to me again."
"I missed you mami." He whispers in my ear before giving my bum a cheeky squeeze then moving his hands back up to my waist.
"I'll go let the other know." My mom states as she lifts her sunglasses up and walks out. "This is amazing news."
"What the hell happened?" I ask as soon as she leaves the room. "Are you fucking crazy? Who the fuck do you think you are dying that many times?"
I give him a look of disbelief.
"We have a child on the way and you think it's ok to get into a car accident." He grabs a hold of my hand and places it over his heart. "You almost broke me, José."
"I'm sorry." He pecks my lips three times, "It's all good now, I'm all good. You can feel my heart beating."
"How are you so calm? You almost died."
"But I'm still here, I'm still alive." He responds and I roll my eyes at him before leaning into him. "I love you."
"I love you too." I kiss his forehead. "Anyways, you have a week to fully recover."
"What for?"
"Well..." I dramatically roll my neck at him. "When your Colombian ass was trying to play dead, I made plans."
"For?" He looks really confused so I step out of his grip.
"Firstly we are postponing your tour." He goes to protest so I cover his mouth with my hand, "Secondly, we are getting married."
"Eh?"
"Just focus on getting better, in one week we will be Mr and Mrs Kardashian-Balvin." I state while doing jazz hands.
