𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, shawn mendes

epilogue.

A/N; hello again everyone!! i know it seemed like i fell off the face of the earth for a year and a half, so i'm really sorry about that. anyways i wrote this about a year ago and never published it but i really think everyone who read this book deserves to read the ending. it's been almost two years since i wrote this book and i'm not sure how many people still care but i still really do. wattpad was a huge part of my life and this book is so dear to me. so here's your ending.
all my love,
g

aurora versini
08/02/19
4:19am
toronto, canada

"I can't do it anymore, I can't" I heaved, squeezing Shawn's hand like a stress ball as I cried.

"C'mon, baby, you can. I know you can." He made an attempt to reassure me, looking into my eyes.

"You don't know shit." I replied harshly, feeling sorry immediately as I watched him flinch. "I'm sorry, I just-"

"Aurora, listen to me." My doctor said, looking up at me, "You need to push one more time for me. Just 10 more seconds of pushing."

"But it hurts so bad," I complained, "I can't, I can't."

My mother brushes my hair away from my eyes, "You can, sweetie. I promise you. 10 seconds of pain for a lifetime of happiness. Hold my hand."

I bit back tears, putting every bit of strength into pushing. And with my mother's words echoing in my head, I fought past the pain and gave birth to my first beautiful baby.

"It's a boy!" The doctor declared before I could even process that it was over. Well, almost. "Would you like to cut the umbilical cord, Shawn?"

He nodded enthusiastically, tears lining his eyes as he looked at his baby for the first time in wonder. He held him so gently, rocking him back and forth. It looked like what he was born to do already. "You did so well, Rory. Look at him."

"You really did, my love." My mum agreed. "He's so beautiful. Congratulations, you two."

With that I burst into tears, emotion completely overwhelming me. "Do you want to hold him?" Shawn asked me, and I nod with what little strength I have left. He passed my son over to me and I could only continue to cry. My mom told me, a few days after I told her I was expecting, that I'd never know love until I hold my firstborn child in my arms. And holding my child that day, my baby boy, I knew she was right.

"You'll have to excuse me for a second." My doctor announced, a look on her face that I couldn't quite identify, but I knew it wasn't good.

"Is something wrong?" Shawn asked her, the same worry in his voice that I felt in my heart.

"I just have to get a second opinion. I won't be long." She replied, before disappearing out of the door.

"I'm sure it's nothing." I made a desperate attempt to reassure myself. "Look at him, he's beautiful. There's not a thing wrong with him."

"It might not be him." Shawn blurted suddenly, and before I could consider what he meant my doctor burst back in the room again, accompanied by a more senior looking figure.

"It seems..." The older doctor spoke, "It seems we missed something during your pregnancy."

My heart sinks.

"You're having twins, Aurora." My doctor finished.

"I beg your pardon?" I replied, unable to process those words.