For Better Or For Worse (Sashay)

Chapter Eighteen

2 years later

S A S H A

There had been some things never forgotten. Sometimes because your heart wants you to remember it because it was probably the day you got married, the day you found out you were pregnant, or the day your kids were born. But also because your fears remind you of it every day. For me it was the day I first cheated on Shay, the day I left home, and the day I almost lost Avery, my son. Those days were all my fault and I couldn't blame anyone but myself. I wish I could. So I blamed it all on fate.

As I blamed fate each time I made a mistake, I hated it. But right now, as I stood in a secluded beach in the Philippines, I vowed to myself that I would only thank fate for being like this. Because I knew in my heart that I could never love Shay or my kids more than ever. All those troubles are for me and Shay. So we could strengthen our love. We just have to be beside each other as we go through each problem for better or for worse.

I smiled at Shay, who was wearing a white flowy dress as she looked straight into my eyes and uttered the two words I would remember til the day I die. "I do."

I stared at her with teary eyes and the man said something I couldn't hear. Shay looked at him and nodded, leaning towards me. I did the same and our lips met. The kiss was nothing more than a quick peck but everyone around us cheered. Sammy, Benzo and Shaun's voice louder than everyone's as they shouted and whistled. Shay reached for my and and clasped in her own two, rubbing it gently. She led me through the pathway and we passed our guests and their rose petals as they threw it in the air, making it flutter with bright colors and filling the space with beauty.

And I knew that this day is the day I'm investing my happiness on.

The day I was remarried to Shannon Ashley Mitchell.

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"Where are the kids? Shouldn't they be staying here?" I asked Shan as I towel-dried my hair.

"Then it wouldn't be called honeymoon, right? It'll be called a family day." She rolled her eyes as she gripped my waist and sat me on her lap, making me giggle. "Now you, my wife, are gonna focus on me."

I wrapped my arms around her neck and kissed her gently. "Mm. We don't get to enjoy it either. I'm pregnant, remember?" I cooed.

She groaned. "Nooo...we should've waited until after the wedding and honeymoon."

"Well, you couldn't wait for two months." I said.

"This is true." She hummed. "But I just couldn't wait to see the baby! I bet she'll be cute." She said, rubbing my stomach underneath my bathrobe.

"We don't know if it's a girl yet. And I have a feeling it'll be a boy."

She nuzzled my neck. "No. It's a girl."

"It's a boy! I swear I can feel it." I muttered.

"Well, we haven't got names yet. So it's a little unfair even if we knew the gender."

"I know...Are we keeping the 'AMPM' initials tradition?"

Shay nodded.

"I was thinking, if they were a boy, um...Allen?" I said.

Shay scrunched her nose up in response. "No. Alvin!"

I huffed. "How about Andre?"

She shook her head. "Aldric?"

Now that made me smile. "Yeah, Aldric. Aldric Mario?"

"Aldric Martin." She chuckled.

"That sounds nice. Is it settled?"

"Mhm. How about if it's a girl?"

"Alison?" I smiled sheepishly.

"God, no." She groaned. "Aria!"

"What? No way! How about...Aliana?" I guessed.

Shay's head shot up and she grinned. "That's a really pretty name."

"Yeah, Aliana Millian." I smiled and giggled.

"Sounds perfect, babe." She cooed.

"I love the sound of that, 'babe'" I teased.