Love Don't Change (Book 2)

Chapter 1

Mani's P.O.V

"Who is the most beautiful girl?" I lift her small body from the crib in my arms and she immediately stops crying. She cries for everything I swear but I think I can forgive her, just for her cuteness "Yes baby, you are" Her big and gorgeous eyes opens and she starts looking at everything in the room.

She looks just like me. Light brown hair, brown eyes, she has my nose, lips, eyebrows even. Though I have to say, she has a lot of things that reminds me of Lauren too. Like her dimples for example, they are really cute. Every time she smiles I see Lauren there, and she smiles all the time.

She has quite the temper too, which It's funny sometimes, because she is only two months so is amusing seeing her so frustrated at things.

Isabella is my life, my one and only love. I even think I can explode sometimes with all this love I have to give her.

But honestly, there is still something missing in my heart. Somehow I feel Incomplete.

"What baby girl?" I ask my daughter once I realize she's been staring at me the whole time, I can't help but smile, she's so adorable, and she smiles back "Why are you so cute?" I kiss her cheek and she smiles again. How I love this little girl.

I hear the bell ringing and stand up with Bella in my arms. I didn't notice what time it is till now. Thanks to Lauren now I'm already late, great.

I open the door and there she is. Looking fabulous as always, making look a simple leather jacket and jeans insanely hot.

I hate it.

Why is she so freaking sexy all the time?

I don't want to find her sexy anymore. I shouldn't.

I keep hoping that this feeling will fade away someday with time, someday soon hopefully.

Because everytime I look at her I feel the same pain I felt that night. Worse even.

I used to love being near Lauren all the time. Now I find it hard to breathe next to her. I keep feeling my heart crashing into million pieces every single time I see her.

I wish it could exist a button or something with two options: Love her or Hate her.

Because after everything. I'm still working on hate her.

"Hey" She says with a small smile showing her damn cute dimples.

"You're late" I ignore her conflict face and turn around to ignore the excuse I'm sure she's going to give me; so I headed to my room to put Bella in her crib. It's too early for her, she should sleep a little bit longer.

"Sorry, the traffic" There it is.

She doesn't live far away from here, that must be a lie. Two buildings next to this one. And she always has an excuse to arrive late here. Sometimes I wonder if she cares about Bella at all. She must be enjoying her free life now, sleeping around again and bringing every single women she can to fuck their brains out, to fuck them all night if it's possible.

And I don't really care about that or at least, that's what I keep telling myself in order to live- I mean, it's been almost nine months since we are not together. She has the right to see whoever she wants and so do I. But at least she should be in time to see her daughter right? It's not so much to ask.