One year later
I stared down at the two little pink lines, tears rolling down my cheeks. We expected me to get pregnant soon after the wedding, but as the months passed I began to worry. Diego and Rafael tried to hide it, but I knew them too well. I often second guessed the Goddess’ words. Maybe she was wrong, maybe I wasn’t meant to have these daughters she spoke of. I was so happy to be wrong. I jumped up from my seat on the edge of the tub and did a little happy dance.
“What’s with all the dancing?” I looked up to see Diego standing in the doorway of the bathroom. I ran for him, throwing myself into his arms and squeezing him tightly.
“Hey, what’s going on?” He asked with worry, he began to gently rub my back. I leaned back slightly and gazed up into his beautiful, golden eyes.
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