Broken Bad Boy

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Six years later...

It was Sunday morning, and Percie just came back from his run. It was a part of my daily routine to wake up early since we got married almost three years ago, just right after I graduated from college.

"Baby, you came back early." I kissed him on his lips.

He was sweating everywhere.

I gave him a towel. "And please, don't wake them up until Grands and your parents arrive. Mom and Dad are on their way."

"I missed you as soon as left the house." He smiled, wiping off the sweat on his forehead.

I rolled my eyes. "I thought after what we did last night, you won't miss me until you go on your business trip on Monday."

I suddenly remembered how we made love last night. He never ceased to amaze me. I could guarantee the saying rock your world was so real. He was still hot in bed. The sex was always amazing even if we'd been together as a couple for almost seven years now.

"You're daydreaming about last night." He pulled me out of my walking down memory lane.

"Recalling," I rephrased. "Why would I if I can have you anytime, right here, right now? And I know you wouldn't deny me."

"Never, my wife." He kissed me again.

"Now go hit the shower before they arrive."

Percie was true to his words. After he graduated from college in Business Management-he eventually had to change his plan from Medicine-he proposed to me in a romantic dinner. Of course, I said yes to him.

We still fought, even on simple things. We saw the same therapist together for almost two years. He stopped punching walls and things. He managed to pass by that intersection without having a panic attack. Our life, I could say, was near to perfect.

Three hours later, my parents arrived. His parents and Grands followed. I still got in touch with Lexie and Megan even if they transferred to another State for their works, and we still met on holidays and constantly did video calls. We just did it earlier.

Remy and Victoria got engaged last year. And they would be here any moment now.

We still celebrate Emma's death anniversary. But today was a celebration of life my husband's birthday.

His office did an advance party for him last Friday, and today was a backdoor picnic party with my family.

The weather outside was perfect.

My family already settled on the long table we prepared earlier. We catered some menu, but Dad and Dylan decided to make barbecue.

The barbecue was about to be really when the gate opened through the monitor.

"They're here," I informed my husband.

"About time." He smiled.

A few moments later, Remy and Victoria arrived. My mouth hung opened as I stared at them walking in.

I broke out in laughter before I rose from my seat. "Oh, my god! Congratulations!" I pulled Victoria into a hug. She had her baby bump maybe around three months. It was visible with the tight dress she was wearing. "Way to stole my party, asshole." My husband laughed before he hugged Remy.

"Sorry, asshole. My baby couldn't hold after your birthday.

"Congratulations! I'm happy for you. And please, don't fucking tell me you're announcing your wedding date today as well." Percie laughed.

I kissed Remy on her cheek. "Congrats! I'm happy for you, Remy. You're gonna be a dad."

"I am." He hugged me and kissed me on my cheek.

They joined at the table after they surprised everyone with their baby announcement.

"I just met you two weeks ago, and I couldn't have guessed you're pregnant, silly."

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"Sorry, but we have to keep it a secret for a while."

"It's okay. I'm so happy for both of you."

The staff brought the cake to the center of the table. The food was ready.

A familiar sight brought so much feeling of happiness to my chest. Dylan let go of their hands as those eyes widened the moment they found me. Covering my mouth with my hand, my bundle of joy ran towards me.

I practically leaped forward to meet them halfway. "Hey, Darling Emma." I kissed her on her chubby cheek. Then Emmerson wrapped his tiny hands around my neck to kiss me on my lips. "My sweet boy. Go give your daddy your birthday kisses." Our twins Emma and Emmerson were two years old. They were the best gift I'd ever have when I found out I was pregnant just right after Percie proposed to me.

Percie was ecstatic and rushed our wedding. Our family was beyond excited than us to prepare the nuptial. We decided to leave it to them, and the grand garden wedding just happened where we were right now, at the back of our three-story Alliance modern style home Emma left for us.

My life had never been perfectly surrounded by people close to my heart. My family was growing, and I made sure to give them all my love and attention.

My gaze found my husband staring at me. He was already wishing in front of his candle-lit birthday cake. I smiled at him. My heart filled with so much love it leaked through my eyes.

"I love you," I mouthed those three words before he blew his candles. Our kids clapped their tiny hands. Their father rewarded them kisses.

Percie let me conquer those walls of fear, guided me to pass through those darkest tunnels. Together, we found the light.

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The End