Chapter 88

Brielle's POV

Time went by quickly. Too quickly for anyone's liking. It's been two months and there is still no lead on Sandra. It honestly pisses me off how good she is at hiding. That assured me that she definitely wasn't alone. She had people backing her up. All in all, I couldn't dwell on that misfortune. Everything was not all bad. During the last 2 months, I got to meet Kyle and his mate, Morgan. I was glad to finally meet them. I was surprised to see that Morgan was heavily pregnant. I was happy for Kyle and her.

It's safe to say, I found a friend in Morgan. She and I are different in so many ways, and she is older than me, but we immediately clicked. My first female friend. We are inseparable. Every chance I get, I make sure to visit her. A few weeks ago, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. It was such a joyous and blessed occasion. I was there. The whole thing reminded me of my own pregnancy.

Those are memories of my past life. I wish I could forget them because they are painful. When I discovered that I was pregnant, I kept it to myself. I didn't tell River as I was planning a surprise for him with the news. Unfortunately, that never happened. And I never got a chance to live through my pregnancy. River and I never got to meet the symbol of our love. It hurt a lot. It still hurts now, but I had to suppress those feelings to be happy for Morgan. I couldn't let out that negativity that would affect the baby,

Kyle and Morgan had decided on the name Romina. A few days after Romi's birth, Morgan gave me a chance to hold her in my arms. I had never held a baby in my arms before. So small, soft and fragile. Her eyes were not even open yet, and she kept sticking out her little tongue, making baby noises. Her body curled up in my arms, and It got me thinking, would my baby have been like this as well? I found myself with that thought. The pain of never getting to experience this is still deep in my heart.

When Morgan asked why I was crying, I just told her that I just felt emotional about seeing how beautiful Romi was. I felt blessed just to carry her. She is the purest thing I've ever laid my eyes on. The only hope I have is that I will experience this again. It's not something I am planning on doing this soon, but I hope when everything is alright, without a threat hanging over our heads, I will also have a baby. For now, I'll just be content with little Romi.

Tonight was a big night for me. It's prom night. The first prom I'll ever attend. To be honest, I wanted to skip prom for a night of movies, but Blake was absolutely not having it. He went behind my back and planned things out with my mother. I introduced him to her as she suggested, and they absolutely hit it off. I must say, Blake charmed the socks off my mom. The first time she met him, she couldn't stop talking about him. Blake this, Blake that. I had to stop her from going too far. That woman was already ready to marry me off. But I am so glad that our family relations are going well. There is nothing more important than having the blessings of our loved ones without disagreements.

As I said, Blake did not stop me from going to prom. Everything was planned out. He is obviously going to be my date. My dress was ready, and he hired a make-up and hairstylist to work on me. I was nervous. I have never gone full glam before. I am not really a makeup person, but tonight called for it. I wonder what I'll look like once I am done getting ready. I was in Blake's bedroom and the make-up artist was working on my face. It felt weird to have someone applying things on my face, but I was just seated and trusting the process.

It took a while for my liking, but once I saw the result, I was happy. The wait was so worth it. I could barely recognize myself in the mirror. I was in awe of myself. If I am this mesmerized, then what will Blake look like when he sees me? I felt giddy. I sat back down and let the hair stylist do her work to complete the look. She made a middle part and sleeked my hair and tied it into a bun with curls. She then put pearls around my hair. I dare say I looked gorgeous. It was time to get into my outfit. I was careful as I put on the dress so nothing got out of place and ruined my look.

Once, I put on the rose gold boobtube ball gown. I felt like a princess from a Disney movie. It was kind of a cringe but in a good way. I liked the way I looked in the mirror. For this one night, I will look at this beautiful I couldn't help but want the attention this look commanded. I smothered out my dress with my hands and just made sure everything was in place before I went downstairs. I am sure everyone is waiting for me. I put on my heels and I gave myself a once over on the mirror. After that, I made my way downstairs.

I heard the chatter of voices and laughter. A harmonious atmosphere. If only my mother had been here. Unfortunately, she was working so she couldn't come even after all her effort to make this night happen. Blake promised her a video of everything. I stood at the top of the stairs, and it took a second for everyone to keep silent and focus their attention on me.

Morgan, Kyle, Blake's parents and Blake were all looking at me awestruck. I felt shy with all their eyes on me. Blake was suited up. I must say that he looks so dashing. Come to think of it, I've never seen him looking so handsome. No, sexy is the word.

" Oooh! The girl of the moment is finally ready." Morgan cheered, looking excited.

" Oh my, she looks so beautiful. If it weren't for the prom, people would mistake her for a bride. " Blake's mother said, looking happy.

Everyone said something to compliment me, but I had to hear something from Blake. Our eyes met, and he just kept staring at me without saying anything. I started to get nervous, and my mind started to overthink. Maybe he doesn't like what I am wearing. What is it? Is it a dress? The shoes? Makeup? No, no, no way. He can't dislike how I look since he is the one who chose it.

I stood there frozen, but he started making his way up to me and a smile appeared on his face. He stood a step from me and offered me his hand. I sighed in relief. Nothing was wrong. A smile appeared on my face as well.

" You look so beautiful Brielle," he whispered to me. I blushed and tried to shyly tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear, but there my hair was in a sleek bun with no strays. I could have pulled off that classic chic move. I'm still happy that everything is working out.

We walked down the stairs together when he said," I'll have a hard time keeping guys away from you."

I held back my laughter. It was going to be fun watching him get jealous. I just hope no fights break out though. He can easily lose his temper. Once we got to the bottom of the stairs, we get pulled aside to take some pictures. Before that, Blake reached in his pocket to pull out something. It was a wrist corsage.

Everyone awwed as he put it on my wrist. He then took out a similar piece and attached it to the lapel of his suit for us to match. I thought it was corny and if it were with any other guy, I wouldn't agree with him, but for Blake, I would do anything. Even corny and cheesy things.

I asked Morgan if she would like to go to prom as Kyle's date, but she declined. She said the baby was too young, and she didn't want to be away for too long. The way I saw it, there was more to it than her vague answer, but I didn't want to pry. I'm sure she'll tell me if she has any problems.

" You look hot girl! I'm pretty sure you'll be the center of everyone's attention tonight."

Both of them giggled. It would have been so cool to have her with me. After a little celebratory champagne and last-minute group photos. Like a cherry on top, I walked to a long limo parked right out front. To say my jaw was on the ground would be an understatement. Who would have ever thought that I would be riding somewhere in a freaking limo. Let alone dressing like a princess, I feel very special in a way I never thought I would. While I was still gawking at the car, Blake put out his hand and said" Shall we?"

I take it, and he leads me to the car. He opened the door for me and I went inside. The night had just begun and already, things were awesome. I waved at everyone as they saw us off. I was excited already. Thank God I agreed to go to prom. It doesn't hurt to let things flow sometimes.