The time to leave has come. Three weeks have passed since the lunch at Gabrielo's house. I made the decision to adopt Max against all expectations. We'll wait until the end of the school year to do it. At least, that's the plan so we don't rush him too much.

He knows that he is going to be adopted and we come to visit him three times a week so that he is used to see us. Gabrielo has even become more attached to him than he originally thought.

Our bags are ready and we are going to take the plane with Steven and Amber. I am just 4 months pregnant and everything is going well, except for the 2 kilos I have gained recently.

My belly is much more apparent and we came to an agreement with Gabrielo that I would no longer wear heels over 2 inches. Following our appointment with the obstetrician, we decided to wait to find out the sex of the baby.

For now, we are going to Spain for my sister's wedding.I take my seat next to Gabrielo, Amber and Steven are sitting behind us. The jet takes off and I start to fall asleep. This pregnancy makes me much more tired than I would have imagined. I mean, I'm usually tired so I probably shouldn't complain too much. I even agreed to take the private jet for this reason.

When I wake up, Gabrielo has been replaced by Amber. I frown as I catch sight of her and look around. Where is he?

- He's in the back talking with Steven in the back room. They didn't want to wake you up.

- When are we getting there? I asked as I lay back on his lap.

- Less than an hour. How are you feeling?

- As nervous as you," I answered without looking at her. I want to turn back.

- Me too," said Amber, caressing my head on her lap. "They opened the family house to gather us all together. It wasn't enough to come all the way from New York, we have to support them all at the same time. "

²I chuckle at her remark but can't help but agree with her. Our stay will be quite long. Amber makes a quick call and we resume our conversation. The pilot announces that we will be landing soon so I buckle up.

When we leave the plane, a driver is already waiting for us in a car. We give him the instructions to reach the family residence. The car parks in front of the gate and I get out of the car with Amber.

- We are going to enter first to say hello, wait for us here, orders Amber by taking me by the hand.When we get inside the residence, we throw each other a nervous look.

- We are in deep shit, I sighed.

- Speak for yourself, Mrs. Moretti. I'll have time to make something up before we get there, not you. Anyone can see you're pregnant from three miles away.

- Weren't you supposed to reassure me?

- Not when I'm in trouble with you.

- Anyway, I'll just go to my room and come back.

We enter the mansion and go upstairs. Just before we hit the hallway, I hear my mom calling my name. I turn to her with Amber and she widens her eyes.

- ¡Oh Dios Mio!" she says when she sees me, which makes me roll my eyes.

- Good to see you too mom, I say sarcastically with a fake smile plastered on my face.

- Don't tell me that you will come to your sister's wedding like that? she exclaims, grabbing my shoulder.

- I'm not due for at least five months," I began, pulling her hands away, "so yes.

- Who is the father?

- A man," I described, smiling at her. We're going to have to go if you don't have anything else to say.

I turn around and continue my way through the hallways. If I remember correctly, his room should be around here.

- Where are we going? Amber asks behind me.

- To see Yuma. I'd rather tell him than have him find out on his own.

- I had forgotten about him. How has he been since the last time?

- He's doing great. He even has a girlfriend from what I heard.

I knock on the door and enter the room. He is there as usual, smoking at the window. I slowly walk over before I hug him in surprise.

- Yuma!

- I told you to stop doing that," he laughs.

- And I told you to quit smoking. I guess we can't have everything we want in life.

- That's true," he admits, pulling me into a hug. Is it me or have you gotten fat?

I hit him on the shoulder while Amber bursts out laughing.

- Dare tell me I'm fat again and you will not see my offspring.

- Always the big words with you, it's not like you're-

He looks down at me and sees my stomach. He touches it carefully and looks up at me.

- Who is the father? he asks with a serious look.

- I am speechless. Why wasn't I invited to the wedding? Let alone notified?

- Because there hasn't been a ceremony yet. We'll do that later. I had a hard time juggling everything after the wedding registration. I'd like you to meet my husband. He's waiting out in the front with Amber's fiancé.

- Seriously Alma, don't tell me you married the first guy you saw to get over James," he grunts as he puts down his cigarette pack.

How did he know?

- It's a little more complicated than that. Besides, I'm serious, quit smoking. What am I going to do if something happens to you? I don't want to be the one you leave behind.

- Stop talking like that. I'm not leaving you alone anytime soon. I plan on pestering you for a lot longer.

- Don't you want to grow up for once? I laughed.

- Not with you. I'd rather be myself," he said with a smile. Now it's about time I go see your husband.

Yuma stands up and walks out of the room. I speed up to catch up with him and start trotting behind him.

- Yuma! Wait for me!

He finally stops and waits for us in front of the stairs. I hold on to the railing, catching my breath as best I can. Since I stopped working out, nothing is going well and being pregnant doesn't help. I should have trusted my instincts and continued if Gabrielo hadn't stopped me. I've become a slacker now.

We cross the rest of the residence and arrive at the gate.

- You guys took a long time," Gabrielo exclaims, getting out of the car to give me a hug. Is everything okay?

- Just fine," I replied, smiling at him. I have someone special to introduce you to. Come out of hiding.

Yuma came out from behind a pillar and walked towards us. He looks at us blankly and seems to be waiting for me to introduce him.

- This is Yuma, my twin brother. Yuma, this is my husband, Gabrielo.

They challenge each other with their eyes and shake hands. The atmosphere is tense. Eventually they start talking and I go to the trunk to help get our luggage out. Just as I'm about to lift a suitcase, arms grab it before me.

- How many times do I have to tell you not to carry those suitcases? Gabrielo sighs, judging me with his eyes. They weigh a ton and the doctor warned you against carrying too much weight. It's not good for you, nor for the baby.

- It's not that heavy," I grumbled. You can't carry it all by yourself. I'll just roll it.

- Alma, please," Gabo whispered in my ear, "we had an agreement.

- Very well, I say, raising my hands. I won't touch it anymore.

- Thank you, he says while kissing me on the cheek.

He grins at me and takes out the rest of our stuff. Yuma smiles as he watches us. This is a good sign. Now we just need to meet the head of the house. That is, my grandmother.