Three Months Later “Rebecca are you ready?” Joni squealed as she ran into the kitchen. Rebecca closed the refrigerator and laughed at the look on her best friend's face. She wasn't sure who was the most excited about finding out the genders of the twins, Joni or Vincent. He had been bouncing around the house helping everyone with everything for the party. Rebecca was glad they had been able to get into the new house Vincent had bought to surprise her with, so quickly after everything that happened. When they left the house where Rebecca had been being held, Vincent had the doctor meet them at the house to look her over and make sure that her and the babies were okay. As soon as the doctor cleared her, Vincent took her straight to their bathroom. He filled the tub with bubbles and the nearly hot water that she loved before crawling in with her. They laid there her laying against his chest while he apologized a million times and she forgave him jus

When Rebecca woke up the next day, she flinched as she stretched. She was sore all over but for the first time in a few months it was a good kind of sore. She smiled as she looked at the ring on her hand. The afternoon and night before had been amazing she couldn’t ask for anything more.Vincent had pulled her up to their bedroom the second she said okay and pulled several suitcases from their closet. “What are you doing?” Rebecca asked him.“Packing,” he shrugged as he threw the suitcases on the bed and turned toward their closet to gather clothes. “Feel free to pack some of the outfits the girls got you for your shower,” he yelled from inside. Rebecca could practically hear his smirk and shook her head.“None of them fit me. They were meant for after the wedding when I was no longer pregnant with your spawn,” she sighed. Some of the excitement of their previous conversation was dying. Being reminded that she was huge and not sexy like she used to be was a real downer.“Hey,” Vincent

Fifteen Years Later“Momma!” Rebecca heard Ivy calling for her from the kitchen where she was making dinner.“Kitchen!” She shouted back. She heard stomping getting closer.“Momma, do you know what he did?” Ivy shouted as she entered the kitchen. Rebecca looked at her daughter seeing Vincent come in behind her.“I assume you're talking about your father,” she raised a brow at him. “What have you done?” She asked him.“What needed to be done,” he shrugged walking toward her to kiss her. Rebecca held her hand up to stop him though.“Nope. Tell me first.” Both parents looked at their daughter who was standing in the middle of the kitchen watching them.“You can’t forgive him for this one, Momma. I won’t,” she crossed her arms over her chest.“Princess, I did it to protect you,” Vincent told her.

I ran my hand through my hair moving it around until it looked how I wanted it to. Popping my lips in the mirror, I smiled at myself and turned around and watched Gia strap her sandal heels on her feet.“Come on girls!” I heard Lucca shout at us as he walked past my bedroom.“Do I look okay?” Gia asked me standing up from my bed and spinning around. I nodded and grabbed the hoops from my vanity and putting them in each ear.“You look great. I love the tie dye on you.” Gia looked down at herself again. The outfit was out of her comfort zone and I knew that when I pulled it from the pile of clothes, she brought with her. I wasn’t even sure why I had bought it nearly a year ago because I hadn't worn it because it wasn’t my style or dark enough.“I'm just not sure,” she sighed.I dropped my hands to my side and walked over to her and placed my hands on each of her shoulders. I leaned down so that we were eye to eye. “You look amazing and you are going to go out and have a great time tonig

I don't know how long Gia and I stood staring at the men that we had hoped so desperately, wouldn’t show, but the only thing that pulled me back to reality was Harry throwing his arm over my shoulder. “Ivy, baby,” he said with some excitement, “your father sent me to find you. He needs a word with you.” I saw Max’s eyes drift to his arm that slide around my waist. His eyes swirled with an emotion I wasn’t sure I knew and his jaw was clinched. “Maxie,” Sienna’s whining voice drug his eyes from where they were burning into me, “I want to go find Arianna.” He nodded to her before looking back at me, “yeah, babe, let's go do that,” he leaned toward her, eyes still looking at me. I refused to let him win so I didn’t look away as his lips landed on hers. As the kiss deepened though, I couldn't stand it anymore. Sienna may not be as bad as Arianna but she was very much a close second. I heard their steps draw closer to me but didn't look up until they were passing me. Max’s