Mike Romano

Chapter 19

Two Months Later:

I got ready to enter my new house. I have been living in a apartment with Saint for the past two months. It turns out I'm five months pregnant with Mike's baby, I have never told Mike but I told Vanessa. I contacted Vanessa about a few months ago and told her everything. She told me her wedding will be after I gave birth and maybe when my child is about a year old.
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Saint drove me to our apartment. He purposed to me after I filed my divorce. I never really said yes because I never got to get over Mike just yet. We parked at a small white house with a beautiful garden in Mexico, Mexico City. I decided to move here because I felt closer to home, and myself closer to my culture. I saw the house and it was cute, I got an interior designer to design the house the way I want it.

"It's gorgeous, amor." Saint says and I open the door. The kitchen was the first thing I saw, it was a white kitchen, with white cabinets that were beautiful and a white marble island.

I walked to the dining room, it was a bit dark but it was very gorgeous.

I moved around, there is open concept here so it is easy to move around the house. I looked around and walked to the living room, it was a grey and white space with a big flat screen TV.

I went upstairs to put down my suitcase in my room. My bed was small and the wall and carpet was purple. It looked really fantastic.

I opened the door and I saw a small white bathroom. It had a shower mixed with the bathtub. It had a sink with a gorgeous mirror.

I went back to my room and opened another door. It lead to a huge walk-in closet, it was big enough for all my clothes and more.

I went downstairs to see Saint watching TV. "Hello amor." He says rubbing my baby bump. "When are you planning to tell him?" He asked me. "All Children need their fathers." He tells me. "You will play the role of the father." I tell him and go to my kitchen. I dialed a number on my phone, "Hello when can you start working?" I asked the person. "Tomorrow, mam." The person says. "Ok Good. Be here at 8am sharp." I say and end the call. I never knew how to cook because I grow up with servants cooking for me until I went to school and I took cooking classes. I went to the pantry to get the ingredients I needed for the food I wanted to make. I also got an apron and headed to the kitchen. I washed my hands and got out my phone to play some music, I played As It Was by Harry Styles and started making Steak Tacos. I got my steak ready, heat up the pan and grilled it. I seasoned it with lime juice, brown sugar, chili powder, cumin, paprika, oregano, salt and pepper. When it about to get ready I made Tortillas. Then for toppings I used avocado, feta cheese, cheery tomatoes, red onion and cilantro. I took the steak off the pan and cut it into small pieces. I put the steak inside the Tortillas and added the toppings and started to plate up for myself and Saint. I put the plates down and Saint finally came downstairs. "Hmm, smells good in here." He says and takes a seat, I take off my apron but then called my chef to tell her not to come tomorrow because I released my love for cooking again. I went to sit with Saint and I enjoyed his company. Later I washed the dishes and got ready for bed.
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I woke up to get ready for meeting up with Vanessa, I took a shower and got myself ready. I don't sleep with Saint, we have never made love, he doesn't even kiss me because he knows I'm not ready to go that far with him. I got my hair done and makeup and wore a purple dress.

I went downstairs and out the backdoor and drove to a nearby restaurant. I walked in and headed to Vanessa. "Hey girl." I say as I take my seat . "I missed you so much ." She says as we both stand to give each other a hug. "I know. I missed you too. But that's not why I'm here." I say to hear and she drinks water and looks at me as if telling me to carry on. "Have you gotten married?" I ask her.
"No"
"Well you are next weekend. And don't worry I'll be there. It must be in Italy and don't worry I will be there no matter what." I tell her and she crys and hugs me as she agreed to my plan. "Also don't tell anyone I'm coming, it's a surprise." I tell her and she agrees as we plan everything, the theme and all. We spoke and started to catch up about everything and relaxed.

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