heyy readers!!
since you guys liked the second cover more i have already changed it to that one.And the ones who liked the first one,I'm sorry .Well actually personally i liked the first one slightly better than the second one ... but ...whatever since you guys liked the second one i can't say no.
I also kind of have an announcement to make * nervous laugh* I am working on another story and am done with 1 chapter ?
Now don't think that i don't want to complete this book or something, i love this story verrry much ....its just that the other story was in my mind and i couldn't stop myself from writing it.
The problem is if i publish it i will be giving slow updates to that story because i want to keep my main focus on this book only
So i don't know if i should publish it or not .Let me know what you think about this.
Armani's POV:
We have been shopping for three hours now, and Isabella doesn't seem to be tired at all. We have already purchased most of the items for Enisha, including clothes, books, art supplies, car seats, furniture for her room, and bathroom supplies.We even got her sunglasses of her size. Despite this, Isabella still wants to visit more shops.
"daddy?"I glance down at my daughter, who is walking beside me, holding my hand, or rather, just two of my fingers in her tiny hand . However, please don't think that we have been dragging her along with us everywhere. I made sure she rested when we were at the shops, and I asked her about ten times if she wanted to be carried, but she refused each time.
In fact, she seems to take after her mother, enjoying shopping. She looks at everything with her big, curious doe eyes and even asks questions about different things. It's nice to see her starting to question us without feeling scared.
"Daddy," Enisha whined, tugging at my hand. Oh, wait, she was asking me something.
"Yes, princess?" I responded, trying to maintain my composure.
"Daddy, whewe are we goin?" she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"We are going to grab some food now," I replied, trying to sound enthusiastic.
"Okay," she said, her attention quickly shifting to the surroundings as we made our way towards the bustling food court.
Suddenly, a voice called out from behind us, "Aunt Isabella, is that you?" It sounded familiar. We all turned around to see Amaya approaching us.
Well, let me introduce her. This is Amaya Archer,daughter of my good friend,she is 28 and is married. She has practically grown up with my sons and is like an older sister to them.
She ran to us while Isabella stepped towards her to hug her while all of us stayed at our position
"Aunt it has been so long since i last saw you, how have you been"She asked cheerfully breaking the hug
"I have been doing well, Amaya. How are you?" Isabella asked with a smile. "I'm great, Aunt. Just here with some friends," Amaya replied.
She turned to me and started walking towards me with her arms wide open for a hug. Just then, I felt Enisha hug my legs tightly. Just as I was about to comfort her, thinking she was scared, she said, "No hug, my daddy," glaring at Amaya.
All of us froze. She talked to a stranger without being asked anything or being forced to talk to her, that's great. But wait, is my princess possessive? Aww.
"Holy shit, Uncle, she looks like a mini you. You guys didn't tell me you had a daughter," she said, squealing.
"Howy shit?" Enisha repeated, tilting her head in confusion.
shit
"Princess, you shouldn't say that, it's a bad word," I said sternly, glaring at Amaya who was smiling sheepishly. I picked up Enisha and she asked, her face filled with confusion, "No no word?"
"Yes, princess," I replied, kissing her cheek. "Okay, daddy." She turned back to look at Amaya and said, "Miss, you also shouldn't say no-no word." Amaya looked at her with a shocked face. Well, all of us were shocked. Enisha hadn't talked to any strangers on this trip, even though there were many of them fawning over her brothers or calling her cute. I guess she is talking to Amaya because she trusts us enough that if we are friendly to someone, they won't hurt her, and if someone tries to hurt her, we will protect her.
"Whatever you want, princess," Amaya said, bowing her head, while Enisha looked at her and then at me with a confused expression.
"I should introduce myself. I am Amaya Archer, and you, little one, look very cute," Amaya said, smiling brightly, while Enisha blushed at the comment and hid her face in my neck. I rubbed her back and gently whispered to her, "You should introduce yourself, princess." She slowly nodded her head in my neck and turned around to look at Amaya. "I'm Enisha, you also look very pretty, Miss Maya."
Awww, she is so cute. Uncle, can I hold her?" She asked cheerfully.
"You should ask her instead of dad," Agostino stated.
"Oh yes, you guys were also here," Amaya said uninterested. She turned back to Enisha and asked, "Can I hold you?" Enisha looked at her for a second, then shook her head, burying it in my neck.
"Aww, what a shame. Can I hug your brothers? You didn't let me hug your father," Enisha looked back at her and said, "No , my brothers." Isabella and my sons were looking at her amused by her possessiveness. "They'll still be your brothers even if I hug them, and won't they be sad? See, I hugged Aunty and you are hugging Uncle," Amaya said teasingly
Enisha thought about it for a second, then said, "Daddy, down." I looked at her confused but put her down. She walked to Alexander and hugged his leg. "Bubba, you sad?" Alexander picked her up and said, kissing her cheek, "I'm not sad, Stella."
"AMAYA!!"
"Oh yes, I was supposed to go. Bye guys, bye cutie. I'll see you soon," Amaya said and ran off.
"Bubba, I'm hungry," Enisha said, tapping Alexander's cheek to get his attention. "Okay, Stella, let's go eat," he said and started walking to the food court, us trailing behind him. We found a table for us and settled down. "Mauro, Matteo, Agostino, and Benigno, go and order some food for us." What?" "Our regulars," "okay. And what to order for Enisha?"
"Stella, what do you want to eat?" Alexander asked Enisha, who was sitting in his lap playing with the rings on his fingers.
"I no know," she said, looking at Alexander.
"Do you want to eat burritos?" Mauro asked her. "weally?" Enisha asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Yes, I'll get that for you," Mauro said and walked away, ruffling her hair.
"Enisha, did you enjoy today?" Isabella asked, smiling at our daughter.
"Yes, it was so much fun," Enisha replied, throwing her hands in the air to show how excited she was.
We spent some time talking among ourselves. Enisha has finally started opening up to us. She is sharing her likes with us. I hope to get to know all about her.
"We are back," Benigno shouted.
How does this boy still have so much energy left after shopping for so long?
"Here is your burrito," Mauro said, placing the plate in front of Enisha. She looked at the burrito, then back at Alexander. "Feed me?" Alexander chuckled and nodded. "Open your mouth, Stella," Alexander said as he brought the burrito to her mouth. She opened her mouth and took a bite. "It's tasty," she said as she finished chewing.
She then turned to Mauro, who was sitting to her left, and said politely, "Tank you, bubby." "You're welcome, anima mia," Mauro replied and continued eating his food.
"At least one of my kids has some manners," Isabella mocked, and all of my sons said in unison, "We have manners," clearly offended.
After eating, we decided to go back home since all of us are tired, well, all of us except Isabella. She wanted to shop more, but she agreed when Enisha started yawning.
Enisha fell asleep in Alexander's arms on our way to the parking lot, and I couldn't help but admire the sense of peace on his face at that time."
(clothes Enisha is wearing)
(Alexander and Enisha)
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heyy readers!!
what do you think of Amaya ?? do you want to see her again??
if you have any suggestions or wishes let me know.
love you all <3
have a great day ^.^
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