Your Name After Novels & Stories

A name. Sakava.

"No. We name him now. Before the surgery. Before, before anything else. He deserves a name. Deserves to be, to be real. A person. Not just 'the baby' or 'our son.' A person with a name." "What name?" "I've been thinking about that. And I want, I want to name him after the beginning. After the thing that started all of this. After, after the moment that changed everything." "The auction?" "The moment I saw you. Really saw you. Standing on that stage looking terrified and brave and, and beautiful. The moment I decided to bid. The moment everything shifted. I want to name him after that. After, after beginnings. After chances. After, after moments that change everything."

At the very top, I wrote the name that was already decided. 1. Jax.

“All that for later.” Adam nodded. “What are you going to call it?” he asked. I smiled at him. I knew exactly what I would name this company. And this time, Adam would not have veto powers. That morning I woke up with a firm decision to go with this name. “Ever After Concept Weddings,” I smiled at him. He raised brow. “Isn’t that a little bit too cheesy?”

Well, that is the kind of life I always dreamt of, the kind of life I told my parents existed, somewhere, lost in the shadows of the universe. My name is Perer not Peter. I know you may be wondering how the hell I got such an awkward name. Well, you don't have to wonder for too long. I will give you the opportunity to do something quick and simple. Take a pen and write my name. Then, switch the middle letter in my name Peter and change it to the letter "r." That is simple, right? Yeah, it is.

"It can have two names, you put the first one and I'll put the second one." "Okay, I like that idea." It is very normal for children in this country to have two names, Ana had two names, Ana Maria, it was common, as her middle name came from the virgin Mary, for my parents it was not the same, as they named me Gabriel Alejandro after my late grandfather, my mom's father. It was normal to name your children after deceased people or names that you simply liked.

I had not thought of any name at all. “You don't have to panic because you haven't thought of one. If it's any help, you can name him after someone who was very important to you that passed on” there was nobody like that. I had no one important to me. “If not…you can just look through a list of names and decide on the one you like. I'll have Hermes drop one for you” “Okay. Thank you” there was a long stretch of silence between us and then he stood up and walked to the door.

We lay like that silently for a while, and I’m heartbroken that I can’t make it better for him. “How about making your name to be yours?” I ask, and he finally looks at me. “What do you mean?” “I was not a fan of my name either. They named me after my deceased grandma. My mum says she has never called me Rebecca. The moment I was born, she knew that I was Becca.” He looks at me for the longest of moments before sighs. “Alright, but don’t even give me Jay because I can’t take that either.”

“What?” “Your baby.” He nustled his nose on Sev’s hair and I tightened my fist not to lose grip of my emotions. “I named him after dad,” I answered which was not a lie. Severus’ middle name was my dad’s first name. I always wanted my kids to have my parents’ names as their middle names. “It’s Thornton.”

“What do you think we should name it?” “You're already thinking about names?” He asked. I nodded. “Tiffany. If it's a girl, after my mother.” “Tiffany Kane,” he hummed. “I like it. What if it's a boy?” “Not Adrian,” I reoeld quickly, squeezing my nose. “Definitely not Adrian,” he barked out a laugh. “What about Samuel?” I smiled. “Like in the Bible?” “No,” he said. “After my mother, Samantha.”