Three Years LaterI squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do.Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year-old and a two-year-old weren’t enough already.That’s right. Baby three was on its way.After having the grand and perfect wedding ceremony I had always dreamed of, it was time for the reception—and to be honest, I was over it already.Morning sickness had not been the kindest to me, and I needed some sleep.The two little demons running circles around me weren’t of that much help either. Siena, who was three, and our youngest son, a little ball of energy named after his grandfather—Lucio, had not taken any naps for the day.One would expect them to be quiet, but no—it was the complete opposite.“Come on, guys, knock it off,” I tried, knowing it wouldn’t work. They weren’t listening because th
Hey everyone,This is the end of Christian and Serena’s story. Thanks for following me on this journey, and please know I’m grateful for all of you.I remember freaking out over reaching 10K views, and somehow we ended up here. (!?) (Hopefully, more to come.)As I’m still new to this publishing style, I’m still learning to combine my writing with my ADHD and haven’t always been the clearest about my schedule. I’m genuinely sorry for that.In the future, I will try to communicate more with the readers who have supported me from the start!The end of the last chapter is an introduction to Vincenzo’s spin-off, which you can also read on this platform (Our Promise: Vincenzo Garcia) so please feel free to check it out.