No

It's been two days that we've been in the Caribbean. Right now, I'm sleeping in with Liam since my mother said that she'll feed the girls. It was a massive load off my back when they could start drinking from a bottle. I had always imagined that I would breast feed my baby, but I never imaging having twins. But here I am.

"Why are you up?" Liam ask. "Just thinking." I say facing him. "What's wrong?" he ask. "Why does there always have to be something wrong when I'm thinking?" I ask. "Because it's not good." he said. "So, thinking what I'm doing right now is bad?" I ask. "No. I guess." he said. "You guess?" I ask. "Yep." he said getting up. "Where are you going?" I ask. "To the bathroom." he calls walking to the bathroom.

While I wait for him to come back, I check my text messages. And one of them stresses me out:

*UK is unknown*

UK: hi baby girl

ME: who are you

UK: you don't remember me

ME: it's early and I don't have time for games. Who are you and how did you get my number?

And that's when I remember. I gave Alex my number when we were together.

This is my plan. I'll tell him to meet me somewhere, I'll take my gun, I'll ask he why is he following me, I'll tell him to leave, and if he doesn't, I'll shoot him and tell Liam what I did. I can go back to the life that I made with Liam, my girls, and my family.

"And where are you going?" Liam ask. "Out for a walk by myself. If that's okay." I say. "Yeah, that's fine. As long as you take your gun with you." he said holding me from behind. "I'm taking it. Take a shower with me when I get back?" I ask turning in his arms. "Of course, my love." he said as we kiss.

I change and as I do, I text Alex to meet me at the dock. I take my own car that my father gave me and meet Alex at the dock.

When I get there, he isn't there, but I get this feeling that he's watching me from somewhere. Maybe he brought Max with him. Maybe they're thinking what I'm planning to do. So many maybes. I wish I never felled in love with Alex in the first place and none of this would be happening. But if that didn't happen, I wouldn't see Liam again, we wouldn't get married and have two wonderful and beautiful girls. I guess I can say that I'm glad that I felled in love with Alex because something bad happened, but that terrible thing turned into something good and wonderful.

…

Nine hours later

Okay, it's been nine hours and there is no sign of Alex. Liam is getting worried but I made up a lie saying that I took the car so I could see all of the Caribbean. After I texted him that, it seems that it calmed him down.

Before I get out of the car, he calls me.

"Where are you?" I ask. "Looking right at you, baby girl." Alex said. "I don't see you." I say. "Look to your left." he said as I do.

"Why are you following me?" I ask hanging up and climbing out of my car. "You know that answer, baby." he said. "Stop calling me that. I'm not yours." I say. "I said that I was sorry." he said. "And I told you that I wanted the whole truth." I say. "If I told you the whole truth, you would hate me and leave." he said. "You don't know that. We had a good thing, but that changed when I had to find the whole truth from someone else." I say. "Give my one last chance, please." he begs. "I'm married. I can forgive you, but what we had, it can't come back. I'm married and have two girls. I have a family." I say walking back to my car.

As I do, I feel a sharp painful feeling that makes me fall. I try to get up, but when I touch where the pain is at, I stare at the blood that's on my hand.

No, no, no, no. I can't die. Not now. Not when I have my family. Not when I have a husband. And not when I have two girls. No. Not now.

Before I blackout, I hear Alex.

"If I can't have you, then no one can't."