Finding You

Epilogue ✔

Hi, loves! I hope that you are all well. I will not bore you with a long intro. .

By the way - the picture of this chapter is what Linda is wearing on the—Can't say more. You'll know when you get to the part. 😉

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° Two years, later °

** Linda Pov **

"Baby, don't move, okay," I said, biting my bottom lip as I blindfolded my husband's eyes with a maroon tie that he wore earlier from work.

He chuckled. "I won't."

"Good, now put your hands up." I directed.

"What are you up to--?" he questioned.

"Do you trust me?" I asked as I handcuff his hands to the headboards. I doubt that he will agree with the idea I have in mind.

Since men love to always be in control, why can't women do the same?

"Of course, I do. But--" answered my husband.

"Then you shall find out soon," I kissed him before crawling out of the king-sized bed and strode back to the bathroom. I arranged my things once again until I was convinced everything looked as I planned to.

1. Fiery Red Satin lingerie gown that showed a little skin as possible exposing only my right leg from down, stopping at my mid-thigh with a pinch of small amount cleavage.

Check. ✔

2. Memorized Beyoncé - Dance for you choreography that took me weeks to learn the dance moves with the help of my sisters-in-laws, Sarah and Jennifer, and of course, my best friend, Jacqueline.

Check. ✔

° Flashback °

"You're doing great. Remember, confidence is the key, " says the beautiful, professional dancer who happens to have a baby on the way.

It's amazing to see how she's able to dance so well still. Earlier I chatted with her. I was informed that she's three months pregnant going on their second child. She also claims that dancing is her passion and that she feels the sexiest while being pregnant. And of course, her husband can't keep his hands off her, once she starts dancing.

I smiled weakly gazing at her baby bump.

That could've been me.

I lost what could've been my husband and my first child a year ago.

Jacqueline eyed me when she noticed that all eyes were on me. "You okay?"

"Don't worry, you'll have another one in, no time." says my sister in law, Sarah.

Jennifer steps in. "Yeah! Once Andrew sees you dancing with those hips of yours."

"Believe me; You'll get pregnant tonight for sure." says the dance teacher.

I'm aware that they were trying to cheer me up. But sometimes, I kept help but to blame myself for it. I lost the baby in the early stage of my second trimester. Right after completing my first trimester.

I experienced many complications during my first trimester. Unbearable, cramps, nausea, discomfort in areas I didn't think it was possible to feel pain. I was naive enough to think that those symptoms were considered... normal.

My husband insisted that we see the doctor, but I reject the offer. Because I firmly believed that I could endure the pain all by myself.

Little did I know that my rebellious self-will causes me to lose what could've been a precious gift from God. A beautiful child that I was not fortunate enough to give birth.