Samantha pov'sJordan was spoiling me a lot.I felt like a real baby and I confess: I loved all that attention coming from him.A few days ago I completed seven months of pregnancy and it was being very tiring for me. I didn't even know what it was like to sleep normally, babies moved too much and that caused me a lot of pain, at times. Apart from that I had put on a lot of weight, and my feet were twice the size, no sandals fit anymore and my clothes then, not to mention. Reaching this gestation period was leaving me with low self-esteem, which never happened to me.I take a deep breath and get out of bed with a little difficulty, I need to take a shower, feed my children, because this hunger I feel is not normal, right after that I'll need to help Jordan, in two months it's the company's fundraiser, and we need to see the invitation model to approve and send it as soon as possible. We were able to rent a space that would be perfect for the occasion. It was a famous singer's mansion,

Once again, I found myself in a hospital bed. It seems to have become a sort of karma in my life, and it's truly frustrating. The twins were almost born prematurely, but we made it to the hospital in time, and everything was under control. At this moment, I was resting, under observation for 48 hours, until everything was stable, and I could go home. Jordan, as always, never left my side, not even when Emma or Sean asked him to. He has been an anchor through all these moments. I know he feels guilty, not just for the drastic start to our marriage, but because of Jessica. Mostly her. Despite the mistakes, I know her illness is not his fault, as during their initial involvement, she already showed symptoms, but they never took the time to seek information. Even though Jessica did that, I don't blame her either. I have resentments, fears, and yet she is not to blame for the illness she has. Her bipolar disorder is terrible, and she never imagined she had it and would need treatment. I

Emma was sitting next to me, while sighing in love with the guy she had met, but she didn't want to tell me his name. According to her, nothing is certain yet and she didn't want to be disappointed and leave others looking on with pity. I understand that she wants to avoid the possibility of disappointment and the look of pity that, according to her, she would receive from her friends and family. Sometimes, people keep their passions a secret until they are more sure about the relationship, which was partly the case with me and your brother and this is sometimes a form of emotional protection, but we still end up getting hurt, I believe that Getting hurt in a relationship is part of everything and every process, what you don't accept is being despised and mistreated or even having the person as an emotional attachment, this screws with our insides. Ultimately, as her friend, I will respect her privacy and give her the support she needs, regardless of the decisions she makes regarding

Jordan was beaming. He made a point of showing me his smile all the time and his eyes sparkled so much. I was proud of him, of what he had done. I could see Jeremy completely surprised, happy and full of pride for his eldest son and it warmed my heart. With Susan, my mother-in-law, it was no different because her eyes were watering with so much happiness with everything that had been done there. People couldn't stop talking, praising, having fun and of course, the auctions that were taking place in the halls of that mansion were sensational because everyone was buying and contributing. While my dear husband was talking to several businesspeople, I decided to walk a little around the area, which by the way was very crowded, I don't know where so many businesspeople came from. I smiled to myself and continued my walk, until from afar I saw a scene that was a bit, let's say compromising and quite interesting. My brother and sister-in-law were in a corner a little isolated from the othe