"Lydia, Don't tell me you were aware of Lila and Aiden." Is it only me that couldn't figure it out? She simply hummed and smiled at me. Gosh. I simply sat back and folded my arms across my chest. Everyone around me was laughing, so I simply gave them a scowl. "Sira," I grumbled, turning to my right and huffing at her.

"Sira," she said again, sighing. "Come here," she urged, patting the bed. I got up and sat next to her on the bed. She gripped my hand hard, her thumb stroking my wrist. But I din't say anything.

"Sira, are you furious at me? Please trust me when I say I wanted to tell you everything but the circumstances were different a heavy difficulty loomed over us and I believed it wasn't the correct moment to tell you about my dating life."Lila said and I heard Jacob chuckle.

"Nuh Nuh, you don't get to chuckle, you don't get to claim both of you hid it okay," I said with a murderous gaze. Their expressions were unhappy. "But, being the kindest person I am, I understand and am happy for you." Their cheeks brightened up and they came up to hug me.

"All right, Dead Dead, I can't breathe." I patted their back, and they returned to their partner's side.

While Aiden was feeding her pizza, Lila sat on Aiden's lap, a big smile on both of their faces. Jacob sat next Steve, eating their dinner on the same plate, and Steve ate all of the pizza crusts that Jacob had left.

I grinned to myself as I remembered Lydia doing similar things at times. Sarah and Diana are sitting on the same sofa opposite the coffee table, conversing. Tanya and Aaron are acting like the typical clichéd pair.

EWWWW.

Coming up to the bachelor guy's Redhead and Techy were conversing with each other while eating their dinner.

But something doesn't add up. "The only thing I'm confused about is Lydia, how did you know you know about them?" I asked, pointing my hand towards them. She simply giggled, and we all stared at her oddly.

"I'm sorry—" she exhaled, gripping her tummy. "Babe, are you okay?" I asked again, afraid it might damage her sutures on her tummy. "Babe, take some deep breaths, you can't laugh. Your Stiches."

"Yes-yes I am —sorry, Phew," she said as she sat back on her hospital bed and took a few moments to relax.

"Guys, I witnessed something while I was passed out or sleeping."

"Oh God, babe, don't tell me you saw Jesus with angels around you and saying—" I was mid-sentence when one of the paper cups landed on my face.

"Wha–"

"We had a kid," she murmured, making everyone's eyes widen, even myself.

" Technically children. Two. Boy and Girl twins." She gave out a low, sorrowful laugh.

"Their names are Charles and Rachel. You know Rachel is a mama's girl— meaning you." she sighed. "In my dream or whatever I saw, we had a huge family in one big house, with Rachel as an identical clone of you and Charles as my son, mommy's boy, exact replica of me."

"In my dream, you informed me we're going to Aiden's house because he and Lila arranged a wedding reception for Jacob and Steve," she said, as flush replaced all of their cheeks hearing they will most probably get married in future.

"And you know what, you said we had to accompany Diana and Sarah to an adoption center in order for them to adopt a kid," hearing this made Sarah squealed in her seat, making everyone laugh, and Diana drew her back close to her.

But I had no emotion other than unshed tears in my eyes, waiting for a time or an order for them to pour.

We had children.

She fantasized about us having a future.

"We had to plan a baby shower for Tanya and Aaron with Jack and Tech Guy and their wives." She stared at me as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"We used to argue all the time about Rachel and Charles, how I believed Charles was the greatest boy and Rachel should not be doing anything wrong. But there was no outcome since we adored our children. And you address me as Mrs Grey Greenaway. rather than my soon-to-be-wife"

When I glanced up at her, there it was the order, the demand for my tears to flow.

"Because we were married and had a beautiful existence with our huge fat family, which included everyone in this room, Sira. Our Big Fat Family, who will go to any length for their family members. It didn't seem like a dream; it felt like I was living my life with you right then and there. Everything seemed genuine," she said, her thumb still sketching strange shapes on my wrists.

Everyone rose up and approached her, giving us a group hug. They all drew back, a smirk on their faces.

"One question," I said, making her brows furrow.

"Please tell me you were pregnant because I'm not pulling out kids the size of a football out of my vagina." I finished making everyone laugh, and she drew me towards her, kissing me. She gave me a kiss on the lips. I felt as though I hadn't kissed her in years.

"Of course, I wouldn't want you to push out two football-sized children from your vagina, but I would." She said smiling.

Goddammit, that fucking smile.