Something special

Chapter 22

Sofie P.O.V

One year later...

This past year has been absolutely fantastic! After getting married, Ace took me to Hawaii for our honeymoon. One month after coming back, I opened up CANDYFLOSS and business is going really well. I only teach a few classes and hired professionals for the others. Since I moved in with Ace, I had no use for all the money I had saved up to buy my dream house, so I used it as capital to start my business.

For the past week, I've been throwing up a lot and feeling really tired. I figured it was just something I ate, but when I googled my symptoms, is said I could be pregnant. I bought a test realising I couldn't remember the last time I had my period, and I'm currently staring at the test.

My period was never regular, which is why I didn't think much about missing it. I've always wanted children, so I'm kind of excited to see the results.

I wait five minutes, just like the box says, and flip it over. One line. Negative.

I know I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, but I was actually kind of excited... Oh well. I guess I'll spend the rest of the day moping around and get back up on my feet tomorrow.

Wearing a pair of sweatpants and one of Ace's hoodies which I will not be returning, I go into the kitchen and grab a pint of cookie-dough ice-cream. Plopping down on a couch, I switch on the TV and put Full House on, not even realising when Emmy sits next me.

"What happened to you?" She asks. I shrug and continue watching. "Why are you acting so weird this week? Are pregnant or something?" That's all it takes for me to burst into tears. Emmy hugs me and plays with my hair.

"I-I took the test a-and got excited, b-but i-it said n-n-negative." I cry into her shoulder.

"Oh Sof." She says, wiping away my tears. She doesn't say she's sorry, or that everything will be alright, because they never help. Emmy and I learnt that the hard way. She knows just to hold me and let me cry it out. Emmy gets me.

Ace P.O.V

After work, I get into my car and drive home. I can't wait to see my beautiful wife. We've been married for a year, but she just gets more beautiful each day.

I park my car and hop out. Sofie is sitting in the theatre room with a slab of chocolate and tear stains on her cheeks. I immediately rush over to her and kneel down in front of her, searching for any injury.

"Kitten, what's wrong?" I ask, wiping her face with my thumb.

"Nothing. I'm fine. I watched a sad movie before this, so..." I know she's lying, but before I can tell her that, she speaks. "You have a bit of blood on your collar. Go shower." I know what she's doing, but decide to ask her about it later.

After my shower, something in the bathroom's dustbin catches my attention. Picking it up, I see that it's a pregnancy test that says negative. This makes sense. Sofie probably got excited but it must have turned to disappointment. I pull on some clothes and then head straight for where Sofie is sitting. I scoop her into my arms and place her on my lap. I let her cry out her sadness and then fall asleep.

My kitten has always wanted kids. I rub soothing circles on her back and whispers sweet nothings into her ear. Soon enough, she falls asleep in my arms and I carry her into our room.

Brushing the hair off her face, I kiss her temple before falling asleep.

Sofie P.O.V

"Any idea what this is about?" Trevor asks and I shake my head.

"Ah, there you are!" Our manager, Mike says. "So, there is a very big dance competition coming up, with a $50 000 prize." My jaw drops and so does Trevor's. "The only problem is that the idiot I call my assistant, forgot to tell me about it, which is why this was an urgent meeting..." He takes a deep breath before continuing.

"The competition is tomorrow." I stare at Mike like he's grown three heads.

"Apple, we can do it." Trevor says, making me gape at him.

"Are you kidding?! Tomorrow! Meaning less than twenty-four hours!" I say.

"Well, we already have a routine we could use that we've been perfecting, and we could use your pre-made costumes." He explains.

"Actually, the rules state that you are you wear the outfit they provide and no additional jewellery. This is so that the judges are focused solely on the dance." Mike explains.

After a bit more persuading, I nod and we agree to dance tomorrow. Every group has to rehearse two dances. One for their performance, and another in case they win and have to do another one.

"Ace! Ace! Ace! Ace!" I chant running into the house. A second later, he runs out of the kitchen, probably thinking something happened.

"Kitten? What wrong? Are you okay?" He cups my face in his hands and then looks me over for any injuries.

"IhaveadancecompetitiontomorrowthatIonlyfoundoutabouttoday!" I rush out. Ace chuckles and places a sweet kiss on my lips.

"Now, my lovely wife, how about you repeat that slowly." He says.

"I have a dance competition tomorrow that I only found out about today. The prize is fifty thousand dollars." I say and his eyes widen.

"That's great, bambina! Why don't you go practice, and I'll make your dance smoothie?" He says. This is why I love him. he always knows exactly what to say and do.

I rush upstairs and began to practice the routine with Trevor. There was a part where we decided to freestyle, which was first for us.

***

"And first place goes to..." We finished our performance and we're waiting for the MC to announce the winners. "Sofia and Trevor!" I jump up and hug Trevor.

"We did it!" I shout.

"I know you want to celebrate, but you guys are up now." A stage assistant says.

Trevor and I take our places on stage and the lights are on us. The song we're dancing to is 'senorita' by Shawn Mendes and Camilla Cabello.

Dancing makes me feel free and happy. I'm still not better and feel tired and nauseas, but Ace doesn't know about it. I've also been eating and drinking a lot less.

When it's time for our freestyle moment, I freeze. Standing at the back of the audience wearing a smirk, is Carter.