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"Ok thank you so much I will picture up tomorrow uh what time are your operating hours again," I asked my wedding gown designer over the phone. "It's 9 am to 5 pm Darling" he replied in his loud and active voice as he dragged the word 'Darling'. After I had confirmed my time for tomorrow we both hanged up.

I stared back to my plate of cereal and grabbed up the spoon as I picked up from the dish, a first morsel and second were ok until the third. Surprisingly It tasted odd I didn't understand because I was always having them every time when I was over my fiance's house.

(This is horrible)

Swiftly I spilt out back to the bowl, by doing that I was sickened and right there the rest of cereal plus some staff I ate some days back came out without my will. The dining table was full of gross, I closed my eyes I swallowed but it was not helping.

Abruptly I stood up and run to the nearest bathroom which was just a few doors away from the table I was sitting at, I rushed in and knelt down next to the toilet seat as I threw out the damn stinging something.

(What's wrong with me)

I was all alone inside that big house, now I was vomiting not knowing what was wrong with me. I got worried sick plus I already felt sick and dizziness attacked me. My head felt like it was spinning in speed and right there I felt empty in my stomach it was like I had vomited my intestines.

Gross ew.

After I had washed my month and changed my disgusting rope I headed back to the dinner table. That was the last thing I wished to see. (When did I eat beetroot) the table was filled with different colours hey not just colours but disturbing and sticky looking.

I collected the rest of the cleaning equipment and started. In time I was done.

"I don't know really" I responded to John over the phone, he called me to check up on me right after I finished cleaning up my mess as if he knew. "Should I come back, why am I even asking I'm on my way ok?" he said before he hanged up on me not giving me a chance to say something.

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It felt good it was just astonishing, being a wife to be and mom to be was so overwhelming. I always dreamt of it but not so soon but anyway now that it happened what to do or say but rejoice.

John took me to the doctor on the same day when I was vomiting. And the news was I was 2 weeks expecting, you should have seen him he was more enthusiastic then I was.

After finishing my fruit salad I parked the bowl in the dishwasher and headed back upstairs. First of all, I grabbed my phone and called Nancy and informed her about how far I was with wedding preparation plus the good news of being a mom to be.

After a few minutes of talking with her, we both hanged up after she had told me to stay as long as I wanted until the wedding and everything was done.

Right after that, I called Zoe who was on her way to fetch me and escort me to the wedding dress fitting and cake tasting. After I told her about the recent news I swear she would have jumped over the phone to squeeze me in a hug.

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"Try it on darling" Miller my wedding gown designer excitedly he said as he dragged me by the arm to the fitting room. I got inside and started fitting my pretty wedding dress.

"Oh my God it stunning, Miller I salute you" with a huge smile she said, I did the turn as I peered my reaction in the mirror. This long creamy white coloured gown fitted perfectly on my tiny waist all the way to my toes as it spread all over the surrounding floor. It had a lace pattern on my shoulders to my chest showing a little bit of cleavage.

(Sexy)

"I love it, now let check out for the bride's mate" I murmured excitedly. "Of course, what are we still waiting for," said Miller as he spread his hands while he was going through the collection and picked up Zoe's chosen design for the bride's mate. "Well well well," Zoe said as she took the peach knee-length open back dress.

"Please don't gain weight, don't want last minute of fixing your dresses" Miller scoffed at us, as he escorted us outside his shop.

Off we went.

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"Yes babe everything is just on point, Miller did the greatest job ever have you guys seen your tuxedos as yet" I was sitting on the Fluffy couch at my fiance's house with him as he rested his legs on mine. "Great then I just can't wait to see you walking towards me at the aisle, wait-" he halted before he continued"who's going to walk you" he grinned.

I laughed at his question "you're silly you know that my Peterson will, he is my dad though he is heartbroken after the news has been revealed to him" suddenly my face switched to sad by thinking of my dad who appeared not to be my dad anymore.

But the fact that he grew me up and gave me the love a father could give to a daughter he will remain my dad.

"Babe, have you ever heard of such a situation before?" I asked as I positioned myself in the direction where I could see and look at his face and glassy eyes.

His lips curled to a smile before he shook his head negatively. I stared at his facial expressions, I chuckled "I guess we are unique and I'm that is the reason we are so madly in love with each other" he stated as he bowed his head and pressed his lips on mine.

We remained on that cuddling position and talk about anything you can imagine, we were up longer than usual that night.

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"SEEMS LIKE THESE SUCCESSFUL BUSINESSMEN ARE MORE CONCERN ABOUT GROWING THEIR BUSINESS THAN THEIR KDS" in bold words reads a morning newspaper with Mr Robertson's face on it.

I gaped at sharp after reading, I wondered who might have done this,  how did it come out to the public so quickly.

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