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เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

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เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหšย  ๐“๐ฐ๐จ ๐˜๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐‹๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐‹๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐„ ๐’๐Ž๐…๐“๐‹๐˜ ๐’๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐ƒ as she watched the sun slowly set before her. It was a warm, sunny day in New York, so Lyla had headed to the beach. It had been a fun past two years, for instance after her wedding she went to Bali and the Maldives for her honeymoon. They had brought a house in Birmingham and they travelled here and then.

To add on, the two actually starred as Rapunzel and Flynn Rider in the real life Tangled movie and Lyla had also written another album about her husband, with his help too. Both of them had their ups and downs, mainly ups, but they got through their downs with communication.

So to say their relationship was still as perfect as ever. I mean, Lyla still gets butterflies whenever she sees her Tom and Tom does to.

As the Rose girl thought of every moment that brought her joy, she let her hand gently rest on her baby bump. Yes, Lyla is pregnant and she is currently seven months, but that's not the only special thing that's happened in her life because-

"Mama!" The blonde girl turned around to see her two year old daughter running towards her, her arms out and a huge smile plastered on her face. Lyla smiled even more when she saw Tom strolling behind their child and towards his wife. Oh and she did get those same butterflies.

Lyla softly chuckled as she bent down, picking up her daughter and prepping soft kisses all over her face which made her daughter giggle. Tom approached his two girls, hugging his wife from the side before pressing a kiss on his daughter's forehead along with his wife's.

"How are you, my love?" Tom asked his wife, allowing Lyla to lean her head on his shoulder. The blonde girl softly sighed, nodding that she was okay. Then, she looked towards her daughter, who was in awe of her parents. "And how is my little girl?" Lyla grinned, adjusting her daughter and holding her closer.

"๐“๐ก๐ž๐š has been missing you a lot." Tom informed his wife, a smile on his face as he watched his two girls. Honestly, when Tom found out Lyla was pregnant, he was overjoyed. He felt like the happiest man in the world and when he found out they were having a girl, he was over the moon.

When it came to name choices, Lyla agreed on Thea because she remembered the heartwarming story Tom told to her. So here they were, with their Thea. Their child. Their daughter.

"So, how is my boy?" Tom smirked, as he stared at his wife's baby bump. The blonde blushed as she watched Tom slowly drop down on the sand, his hand softly pressing his pregnant wife's stomach. The Birmingham gently kissed the bump, a smile on his face as he looked up at his wife, before he burst out into laughter at his daughter's face.

"He's doing a lot of kicking." Lyla told her husband, still not getting over the fact that Tom is her husband and that she has a beautiful daughter, along with a son on the way. Lyla and Tom were still deciding on the name, but they had three on their mind, one being Luke, another being Lorenzo and the other being Luca.

As the two watched the sunset fall and the sound of their daughter laughing as she messed around with the sand, it brought happiness to the couple. Tom glanced over at Lyla, a huge smile on his face as she was simply the most breathtaking woman. They had been together for six years, yet he still felt like he was falling in love with her over and over again.

"Darling, you're my lover." Tom softly said, his eyes sparking as he stared into his favourite pair of eyes. The blonde smiled, leaning towards her husband, passionately kissing his lips. "I love you." The two simultaneously said.

"Ew!" The two pulled apart to be met with Thea covering her eyes in horror. Tom and Lyla looked at each other, letting out a laugh. Then, Tom ran towards his daughter, picking her up and spinning her around, the laugh of the little girl taking over the beach.

As Lyla watched the two important people in her life, she couldn't help but smile. She had found peace in her life. This is her family and in a few months one more was joining them. This is her ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ.























































































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เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐ก ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

[#] ๐—…๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐— ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐–บ ๐—€๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐— ๐—†๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—„๐—‚๐—‰ ๐—‚ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—† ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐Ÿ˜’
[#] ๐–จ'๐—† ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–ผ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐—‡ ๐—‚ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡'๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—‚๐–พ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ (๐—†๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐–ป๐—‚๐—)
[#] ๐–จ ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—„ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€๐—…๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‰๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ ๐—๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—‚๐— ๐–บ๐—…๐—…!!!
[#] ๐–จ ๐–บ๐—† ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ซ๐—’๐—…๐–บ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ณ๐—ˆ๐—† ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—’'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ป๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐— ๐—‚๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐—‡ ๐Ÿ˜”
[#] ๐–ง๐—ˆ๐—‰๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐–บ ๐—†๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—Œ (๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—†)
[#] ๐–ณ๐—๐–บ๐—'๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—‚ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—’ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—„ ๐—Ž ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—€๐–บ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‚๐—‡๐–ผ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐—ƒ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐—‡๐–พ๐—’ โค๏ธ
[#] ๐–ฏ๐–พ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—†๐—’ ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐Ÿค









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