Alaia
“These are your grandchildren, Dad, Noah, and Alana,” Nick smiled, and Dominic looked emotional. “And this is Alaia, my wife, the love of my life.”
“Now… you have… a family,” Dominic spoke slowly and hoarsely, which was understandable. His eyes welled up, and so did mine. “My grandchildren,” he smiled faintly and stretched his hand towards my little ones.
Nick and I brought them closer to him on the bed. Dominic made an effort to move his arm and touch both of their heads. He maintained a warm smile on his lips.
“They’re precious… a little gentleman,” he caressed Noah’s cheek and paused, “a beautiful… princess,” he touched one of my daughter’s curls. I was overwhelmed with emotion.
“I wouldn’t expect… less from you, son… your wife is beautiful,” he made me take his hand.
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Garnett,” I put my other hand over his.
“Just… Dominic,” he spoke and moved his head a little. I imagined his small movements were due to the years of physical therapy Nick had provided since he had been under his care.
We talked a bit more with Dominic, and I found him to be a pleasant person with an easy smile, an elegant man of knowledge, who for now didn’t want to be separated from his grandchildren.
“Will you teach… grandpa… about this new… world?” Dominic questioned my children word by word as they showed him their toys.
My children looked at each other.
“Yes,” they said at the same time and nodded very surely, making everyone, including the nurse, laugh.
“Despite everything… it has been… a wonderful… awakening,” his eyes reflected the joy of being awake, of seeing his son and his grandchildren. Will arrived shortly after and greeted his uncle affectionately, with a tear or two.
“Grace? Caitlyn?” Dominic asked Nick after the children found a place beside him to fall asleep.
Nick exhaled and put his hands in his pockets before speaking.
“Since Killian made us believe you had died, our relationship cracked. My mother stopped being the loving woman we knew and locked herself in a world where we ceased to exist.
There was no space for us in her life.”
Dominic closed his eyes heavily.
“I’ve called her. She’s at the Malibu house. She’ll come as soon as she gets to the city. I spoke to her therapist to contact her. Caty has been traveling for a long time. I made several calls and wrote several emails months ago since I found out about the children, but I haven’t received a response. She makes a withdrawal every month and sends postcards with photos of herself. She has decided to disconnect from us.”
“I want… to see them. Everything… must be… fixed now,” Dominic said, and my love nodded.
“I’ll send someone for her if necessary.”
We went down for dinner after the children woke up, and I felt the tension in Nick’s body.
Will played with the children to distract them.
“Everything will be fine, darling,” I caressed Nick’s cheek as he wrapped me in his arms.
“I just hope he can handle it and that keeping the secret doesn’t create more problems for us,” he sighed, and we heard a couple of cars at the entrance.
We all looked in that direction.
Sophia opened the door, and we saw a girl of about 18 enter, dressed in a traveler’s style, and drop her bag on the floor.
“Nick,” she spoke, approached him, and hugged him, “I read your emails two days ago. I took the first flight I could find. How is it that I have nieces and nephews and I’m just finding out?” She reproached him, hitting his arms.
“You’re the one who disappeared. Have you lost your phone?” Nick looked at her.
“Yes, I left it in some city in China, and I felt better without having it, without receiving calls and reproaches from our mother. But I realize it was a terrible idea. Where are they?” she finally managed to look at me.
“This is my wife, Alaia Russell,” Nick introduced me, and Caitlyn’s eyes widened.
“But I thought the plastic one was your wife,” she said, not understanding.
“Alaia is my only wife,” he took me by the waist, “she’s the mother of your niece and nephew.”
“I have no idea what’s going on, but for some reason, I like it. I like you,” she hugged me affectionately, and I reciprocated.
“Oh my God, oh my God,” she let go of me and walked behind me.

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