Tori and Ross have been through a lot together. A psychopathic stalker, suicide, rape, court trials, deaths, hate, an unloving father and much more. But what happens when unwanted people come back into their lives?
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This is the sequel to Love in...
"That may not be something you have to worry about, Michelle, since there seems to be a sick cycle in my family. Don't worry we won't be competition for you and your precious baby," she hissed and everyone fell silent.
I struggled to keep my smirk contained.
"What's your problem?" Rocky suddenly asked and Ross's head snapped to him. "My problem?" Tori asked and he nodded. "Ask your girlfriend that Rocky. There's no need to be snobbish or look down at my baby or my wife," Ross snapped and Rocky fell silent again.
"You're siding with her?" Rocky asked.
"What the hell is yourproblem, Rocky? She's my wife of course of going to be on her side. Michelle was out of line. I know she knows about Tori's concerns about this baby, she told Michelle about them, and you probably know too. So why the hell are you continuing this?" Ross asked furiously, almost yelling, and guilt took over Rocky's features.
"It's a stupid concern," Michelle mumbled and a look took over Tori's face that scared me. Pure hatred.
"Yeah to you!" Tori yelled furiously. "You have no idea what the hell you're talking about, Michelle! I don't care if your kid is better in sports or smarter or has better hair. The only thing I care about is getting to see my child alive and not having to bury him or her like the past two generations did with their oldest children!"
The whole room was silent and the tension could be cut with a knife. "I think we're gonna go before other things get said," Ross growled as he stood up and held out his hand for Tori. He gently helped her up and I frowned.
"C'mon you guys. We were having a great brunch," I said and Ross nodded. "We were, but it's time to go," he said and I noticed tears gathering in Tori's eyes.
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"I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill," I sang into the microphone and Ross smiled at me from the other side of the studio. We decided to just record the song in our own studio and a couple of cameras was set up since we're going to make a video from this.
It's not going to look homemade since we have professional cameras and Ross knows what he's doing.
I'm wearing a black maternity skirt with a blue shirt that I love. My hair was down and, of course, I was wearing my wedding ring.
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As I continued singing I could see images of my mom floating around my head and my heart felt heavy. I gave my everything into the song. Every ounce of love I have for her, every ounce of sadness, of regret and pure heartbreak.
Ross's POV
She has an amazing voice.
She sings the sing like it was made for her voice. So beautiful and perfect. The control she has over her voice is amazing and it was hypnotising. Once you start listening to the cover you won't be able to stop.
It's the type of song you'll listen to repeat for a whole week and could still listen to it after that.
As the song came to an end you could see the sadness in her eyes, but she kept her voice perfect and unwavering. It was amazing what she could do with her voice and I have no doubt she'll receive calls from record companies.
"Hallelujah You were an angel in the shape of my mum. You got to see the person I have become Spread your wings and I know That when God took you back He said 'Hallelujah you're home',"
Just as she finished singing a single tear slid down her cheek slowly and she closed her eyes. I stopped recording and she stood up off the chair before walking to me.
"That was beautiful, Angel," I said and she smiled at me. "Yeah?" she asked and I nodded. "It was amazing," I said honestly and pulled her into my arms.
Later that night we were laying peacefully in bed. "The cover's going to be a hit," I said as I lightly rubbed her belly and she giggled. "It was fun singing again," she said and I kissed her neck softly.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Now let's get some sleep. Goodnight, baby," I said as I bent down and kissed her stomach. "Goodnight, my gorgeous wife," I said and I could see her blushing in the darkness. "Goodnight, my handsome husband," she said and I chuckled as proudness filled my body before kissing her softly.
