Sebastian’s POV Watching Shelly's face light up as we finally arrived at our honeymoon destination was the only confirmation I needed to know I had chosen the perfect place. Her eyes sparkled with excitement and wonder, and in that moment, I felt a surge of happiness knowing that this was everything she had ever dreamed of. We had just landed in the Bahamas, a paradise of sun, sand, and sea, where we would be spending an idyllic week together. This place had always been at the top of Shelly’s travel list, a dream she’d cherished since she was a little girl. Her mother often spoke of the Bahamas with such delight, but unfortunately, they never had the means to make that dream a reality. There was a time, a few summers ago, when we had all planned to visit for Shelly’s birthday. It was supposed to be a family trip, filled with laughter and the joy of shared dreams. However, tragedy struck, and we lost both of her parents before we got the chance to fulfill that wish. Th
Shelly’s POV Once our lovely dinner was done, we decided to go for a night swim with the piggies, of course. Sebastian and I strolled up the beach to the cabin to get changed, as the warm sand gently tickled our toes. I slipped into a white and sky-blue bikini that shimmered like the moonlight on the waves. Sebastian, with his usual charm, traded his black jean shorts for a pair of dark blue swim trunks. As he glanced over at me, he smiled and asked. "Hey beautiful, are you ready to go swimming on this magical island?" His hand found mine, squeezing it reassuringly, filling me with a sense of adventure. We reached the water in record time, almost as if we were being drawn by the whispers of the ocean. It truly was enchanting here at night, the kind of beauty that feels like a secret only we're in on. The starry sky glittered above, reflected in the mirrored surface of the sea. As we stepped into the water, its cool touch sent a delightful shiver up my spine. The water
Shelly’s POV Wedding Day Part Three As I make my way down the aisle, my heart is pounding with anticipation and excitement. Each step feels momentous, echoing through the sacred space as if marking the rhythm of my life changing forever. My eyes meet Sebastian’s, and the love and adoration that radiate from his gaze envelop me like a warm embrace. I feel tears welling up, threatening to spill over, but I blink them back, focusing on the incredible moment that is unfolding. Finally, I reach the spot where Sebastian is standing, his presence grounding and calming amidst my whirlwind of emotions. Henry, with a gentle, reassuring smile, takes my hand and places it into Sebastian’s waiting grasp. The warmth and strength of Sebastian’s hold send a wave of comfort and security through me. I couldn’t help but smile, feeling a deep sense of belonging and certainty. “Thank you, Henry,” Sebastian says with sincerity in his voice. Henry gives a respectful nod, acknowledging the i
Shelly's POV Our Wedding Part Two I could feel my heart racing, palms sweaty, as the gravity of the situation enveloped me. Sabrina, my rock and confidante, sat beside me, exuding calm and confidence. “Calm down, baby girl. Everything will be fine, just breathe. Do it with me.” She inhaled deeply, encouraging me to follow suit. “Breathe in and out, okay? Do it again.. there you go, Shelly. Everything will work out perfectly. Just breathe.” Her words were like a soothing balm, easing the tension that had coiled inside me. Yet, a storm of doubts still swirled in my mind. “Oh, Sabrina, what if the mafia doesn’t like me?” My voice trembled despite my attempts to steady it. “They’ve always seen me as Sebastian’s little sister, his shadow. But now, here in just a few minutes, I’ll be marrying him. I’m a nervous wreck and feel like I'm going to be sick.” Confessing my fears out loud felt both frightening and relieving. Sabrina's eyes, filled with unwavering support, locked o
Shelly’s POV It’s the evening before my wedding, and here I am, snuggled up in Sabrina’s room for the night. Both Sebastian and Michal are not thrilled about this arrangement. Michal’s got the spare room tonight, while Sebastian stays put in our room. Tradition dictates that the groom and bride should remain apart the night before their wedding, as any encounter is thought to bring bad luck. While I personally find this notion a bit archaic, I understand that our parents hold these beliefs dear, and I'm willing to keep with tradition for them. Sabrina and I are currently enveloped in an emotional episode of Grey's Anatomy. The tears flow freely from our eyes as we watch the tragic death of Derek Shepherd unfold on screen. The sorrow stems from a doctor’s oversight in failing to give him a CT scan, missing a crucial brain bleed. The scene is utterly heartbreaking, and I find myself shedding a series of ugly tears. Suddenly, there’s a gentle knock at the door. Leaping up, I a
Shelly’s POV It’s two in the morning, and after an eventful evening, us girls are finally stumbling through the front door of our home. Oh my lord, what a night it truly was! We had an amazing time, and oh my, those strippers really were something else. My, my, my.. they sure knew how to get the hormones racing! I thought to myself while walking into the house. As the excitement of the night begins to settle, Sabrina, one of my closest friends, plants a playful kiss on my cheek and asks if I’d like to join her for some late-night TV watching. We figure that the guys are probably passed out in their rooms by now after their own night of fun. Despite her invitation, I gently decline, explaining that I’m completely tuckered out and would rather check in on how Sebastian's night turned out. With a warm smile, Sabrina wishes me goodnight before making her way to the living room to indulge in some television entertainment. Lately, she’s been struggling with bouts of insomnia, a chal
Sebastian’s POV With everything that’s been happening lately and the wedding fast approaching, the dozen of events shows no sign of slowing down. Despite the flurry of preparations and stress, Michal and Sabrina were adamant that we couldn't miss out on one tradition: the bachelor and bachelorette parties. According to them, you simply can’t get married without celebrating this rite of passage. They were so spirited and persuasive that we couldn't really refuse. So, here I am, surrounded by a cavalcade of neon lights and pulsing music, in none other than a strip club, chilling with my best man Michal and a few close friends and guards. Despite the din, Michal manages to make himself heard, shouting over the table with a mischievous grin plastered on his face, “I told you this is just what you needed, brother!” His words carry a mix of teasing and sincerity, enhanced by the fact that he’s slightly tipsy, his laughter infectious. The atmosphere is buzzy and electric, the pe
Shelly’s POV “Doctor Grey, can you tell us the gender of our babies, please?” I inquire anxiously, clutching Sebastian's hand with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. Doctor Grey glances at the monitor, her expression soft and full of warmth. “It’s no problem, Shelly. As far as I can tell, you and Sebastian are expecting identical twin boys,” she announces with a radiant smile. The joy overcomes me instantly, and tears of happiness well up in my eyes, spilling over my cheeks. I’ve always dreamed of having a boy first, and now, in this miraculous twist of fate, we’re blessed with two boys at once! “Sebastian, did you hear that, baby? We're having boys! Can you believe it?” I exclaim through my joyful sobs, my heart soaring with overwhelming delight. “Yes, baby, I heard that,” Sebastian replies, his voice filled with pride and excitement. “We are going to have two very strong boys.” He gently wipes away my tears with his fingers, their warmth and roughness a comfort
Shelly’s POV As we pull up to the house, I’m immediately enveloped in a fit of laughter, unable to contain myself at the sight before me. Sebastian’s eyes are wide with shock, his jaw slightly dropped as he stares at the mountain of boxes neatly lined up in the driveway. Sabrina and I had a little spree today, and now the delivery truck is here, unloading all the treasures we meticulously picked out together. I catch Sebastian’s eye and his baffled expression is simply priceless, a mix of incredulity and amusement that makes my belly ache with laughter. Sabrina catches on to my amusement, turning her head just in time to see Sebastian’s bewildered face, and she bursts out laughing as well. Her laughter is infectious, a melodious echo that plays on the gentle afternoon breeze. “Girl, his face says it all,” she manages between her giggles, “you're in deep trouble,” she adds, doubling over with even more laughter. “Maybe, but trust me, it’s going to be so worth it,” I insist, sti