Gia and August are back and living their best life. Now happily married and expecting their second child together, things couldn't be any better for the couple. Gia's best friend Ariel, and her fiancé Brandon are also expecting a baby, so this means...
"Baby, I literally cannot keep up with all these surprises!" I said to my husband. It was a lovely day and once again, Brandon had me blindfolded. This man was full of surprises lately. I can't think of the last time my husband hasn't got me or our child a gift. Last week, he bought me 3 Birkin bags. I was 7 months pregnant with our second child. This time, we were having a baby boy. We were naming him Jaciel Alexander Gutierrez. Brandon and I were so excited to be having a son. Penelope was also very happy about having a baby brother. She's already super overprotective of her brother, it's so cute.
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"A PINK TESLA?!?" I screamed with excitement. I stared at the bubble gum pink luxury car in front of me. Brandon knew I've had my eye on this car for the past 2 months. When I turn to look at him, he's already staring at me. "I've had my eye on this car for a couple months!" I tell him. "I know, baby." He says,smiling evilly. "You love me!" I said, running over to kiss him. He kissed my forehead and my bottom lip. "Of course I do." Life was going great for my family and I. Brandon was flourishing with his career, making more money than both of us have ever seen. I was now the owner of a very successful clothing store located in Beverly Hills. Penelope was only 2 years old and she was so cute and smart. We put her in daycare and she had so many friends. My baby was such a social butterfly.
* Ana's P.O.V *
"Mateo, let mommy see." I said, tryna get a noodle from out of my 1 year olds nose. I don't know how, but only my son would get a macaroni noodle stuck in his nose. "How did he do that?" Mario asked. "I don't know. I turn around for 5 seconds and there's a noodle in his nose." I said. It was a warm, breezy Friday afternoon in June. Mario and I were home with Mateo all day. I loved working at the daycare, but I had to quit. My coworkers were amazing and we all got along very well. However, my boss was the issue. She was a miserable, racist bitch. She called me a "boarder hopper" because I was Mexican. Like, are you serious? That's why I had to quit. Anyway, Mario had taken the day off. He had the liberty of doing so because he was now his own boss. My man finally achieved his dreams of becoming an owner of his very own tattoo shop. I was so proud of him. He worked so hard to get to where he was today and he deserved it. And me? I was now living my dream as a singer. Nobody knew this; not even my sister, but I always wanted to sing. I used to write music when I was younger. It helped me get through some tough times as a child. That was my escape. Mateo, who was now 1 year old, was just as cute and funny as ever. He was also super smart and we finally got him to stop using his pacifier. It was hard but we did it. Now, he just sucks his thumb. That was a habit that we were working on.
* Gia's P.O.V *
"Thank you so much for coming!" Samia says, hugging me. "Of course. You look so beautiful!"I said, hugging my sister back. "Thank you." She tells me. "Hello, beautiful!" Samia says to Sky. "You say hi to auntie Mimi?" I said, bending down. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and my half sister invited my family to her wedding. She and I have gotten really close the past 2 years that I've known her. She was an amazing person. I can't believe she's been our if my life for as long as she was. Her personality was everything. Ariel and I were still the best of friends, don't worry. We still talk to each other everyday. She just started spending more time with her family and I respected that. That'll always be my girl. She was my first sister. I'd always have her in my life. Anyway, even though I was beyond happy to meet my sisters friends and family, I was also super nervous. I haven't seen my father since I was a child. He was here, I knew he was. He walked Samia down the isle for God's sake. The wedding reception was fun. My kids were having a good time, playing with their cousins and everything. August and I were sitting down at a table with a bunch of strangers. I had our son, Caiden sitting in my lap. He was almost 1. My chunky boy. The wedding was wrapping up, and we were waiting for the valet to bring the car. I was talking to August when I heard somebody call my name. "Gia, is that you?" A male voice said. I turned around to see my father. It was weird seeing him after all these years. "I'll take the kids, baby." August says, taking Caiden from my arms. Then, he and our children walked away. It was awkward. "Um... yeah. It's... me." I said. He didn't say much. He just hugged me. "I can't believe I'm looking at you right now." My father says. He was crying, and now I was crying as well. I couldn't believe that I was meeting my father. After all these years. I was finally standing in front of him. To be hugging him, touching him, smelling him. It was all so unreal. But it felt good. My life was now complete.
