THREE YEARS LATER
Kyle's POV
I yarned, then stretched my hands out to reach for my wife, but she wasn't there. I slowly opened my eyes. There were only a few times that I'd wake up and not find her beside me. Most of those times, she was pregnant or went to check on the baby and it's being a while since she had to do any of those. Normally Jaheel was the one that got her out of bed. When I wake in the mornings at six, I'd go to his room knowing he's going to wake up at exactly 6:15. I'd play with him until 7 and then give him a bath. Then we'd make breakfast for mommy, after which we'd go back to the room and Jaheel would kiss her on her cheeks and shake her. She would wake up with breakfast in bed and that made her happy. She hasn't been well for a few weeks. She says it's the weather, the change in climate. But I knew exactly what it was.
She was pregnant again. All the signs were there. She was too tired in the morning to make breakfast. She gets emotional for everything and I mean everything.
I turned around towards the window where the sunrise was shining through. There she was. On the balcony watching the beautiful view. I couldn't help but smile. She looked beautiful.
I quickly jumped out of bed. I put on my robe and went searching for my phone.
As I walked slowly towards her I took pictures.
Beautiful.
She is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and It makes my heart swells up with pride knowing that she is mine.
She was too caught up in the beauty to see that I was behind her. I slipped my hands around her waist and pulled her close to me. I nuzzled my head into her neck.
"You scared me." She mumbled.
"Buenos Días, mi amour." I knew she was smiling when I said those words. We have been playing the Spanish man, French woman game for a while now.
"Bonjour, mon amour." She replied, and I laughed.
"Como estás?" I placed a kiss on her shoulders.
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