My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 31 - Practice makes perfect! (Pic of Damon)

Hey guys!!! Thank you for all the comments and votes on the last chapter :) All of the names were beautiful and I had a lot that I loved, but then one popped into my head and I think it really fits well with the story. I hope you like their daughter's name! If not, sorry! I loved all the suggestions <3 It's funny how after I already picked the name, I read all of your comments and only two of you offered it without me even realizing it! Haha. I thought that was cool. Comment & vote if you like!!!
xo _Molly! 

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      With all of the emotion and love I have in my body, with everything that makes up my soul, I know the perfect name for my daughter. A name that has so much meaning behind it, that it literally makes my head spin. I only heard this name once before and I never gave it a second thought, until now, at this exact moment.

       "Nevaeh," I quietly let out into the reciever, soothing happiness suddenly overtaking my mind.

     Silence fills the line before Caleb speaks. "Nevaeh," he echoes, his tone soft and gentle as I nervously bite my lip. "I like it. It's... different. I never heard it before. . ."

      "I wouldn't want our daughter to have a name with no meaning behind it," I anxiously remind him, as I hear him deeply breathe under his breath.

     "This is really serious," he says, in a humorous tone as I giggle. "I think I might have a panic attack or a nervous breakdown."

      "Guess the meaning behind the name Nevaeh!" I rush out in excitement.

      "Hmm," he moans, as I hear him chuckle afterwards. "I have no damn idea. Tell me."

      "Alright," I softly whisper, taking a deep relaxed breah. "Nevaeh is Heaven spelled backwards."

      "Oh shit," Is all he says.

     "Right. I think it's perfect for her. It means everything--"

     "Because she's our angel," Caleb cautiously lets out, interrupting me, as I look at the reflection of my pregnant belly in the mirror. "I love it, Bella. It's beautiful." 

      I quickly gasp, "Are you sure? She's going to have it for the rest of her life."

   "You know how a while ago you told me to close my eyes, and completely forget about everything in the world. And to let myself relax, to clear my head and you told me if it's meant to be it will make sense? Well, Bella, I just closed my eyes and it happened."

     "It made sense?" I happily rush out, silently laughing as my eyes tear up before I close them.

    "Yeah," he quietly tells me. "Does it for you? Do you feel the same way?"

     I anxiously don't say a word as I let all of the thoughts clear from my head, and my mind slows down and stops. And then finally, it happens. With every bit of my soul, I know it's meant to be.

     "I do, Caleb. It's perfect for our daughter."

     "It's more than perfect. And, even we can give her a middle name too," he quickly races out.

      I smile, "Like Hope..."

    "Or Faith," he says, as I suddenly feels her pushing against the top of my belly. "Because if me and you didn't have faith, Bella... Then she probably wouldn't be here right now. Who knows? I mean we have faith right now that everything's going to work out for us, right?"