TWO POV for this chapter

Looking over the garden, where my parents love to plant flowers, it's been my every morning's view whenever i get up from my bed.

Those birds chirping, that i found too amusing. How the morning breeze envelopes my body, in which i love to feel. How amazing it is to be back here at your own comfort zone.

"Isabelle! Amanda is awake now." I heard my mom, shouting from down stairs. She's awake and i know it's time for feeding time.

I walk down, seeing my little bundle of joy was being carry by my mom. My parents show and give me support on raising Amanda.

Amanda? She is my five months old daughter. The fruit of my mistake, but i'm not regretting to have her. She's just one of those things, that keeps on reminding me of her dad.

My friends are still updating me about Vincent. They are still pushing me to do what is right, to forgive Vincent. But i don't want him to be involve in my life again, nor on my daughter's life.

After that "unexpected" thing, i went back home, here at our hometown. I got back, without anything, it's just me and my child. My parents accepted me whole heartedly, without any madness.

Days gone by, i'm still trying to heal that wound that Vincent caused me, but it's still not happening. Weeks passed, little by little surviving the whole pregnancy with myself. And months quickly approach by, i let myself enjoy the simple things around me.

And now, after a year of different emotions that my body experienced. Here i am, watching my little girl, making her moves to make my parents laugh.

"Look at your Mommy, Amanda, she's daydreaming again." That cut off my day dreaming. I look at my mom annoyingly, then walk across the room, to get my daughter.

The first time that i hold Amanda, it was like i'm holding a piece of something that was too important for me. Her first cry, her first smile, her first burp, those weird things that i didn't expect myself that i'll be enjoying to watch at.

"How was your sleep little one?" I softly murmur to Amanda, once i carry her in my arms.

She got Vincent's eyes, her skin and those nose, in which i am not happy because she's resembling her dad, that i really really hate most. It's just my lip and the color of my hair is what she got, but i'm still thankful that i gave birth to a one beautiful girl.

"I'm just going out, call me if you need anything." I just nod my head as mom said that.

I sit on the couch with Amanda on my arms. Watching this baby channel on the television. We're always watching those, because my mom said that it can help Amanda talk and appreciate colors around her.

"Do you know that everytime i look at you, i remember your dad?" I teasingly said, while making circles on her tummy. Amanda keeps on kicking but still giving me her best smile.

Out of the blue, an incoming tone coming from my laptop started to beep. I open it, seeing Mitch, video calling me. I quickly answer it after i adjusted the camera and the volume.

"Good Morning hun! Good Morning little Amanda Sky!" She greeted chirpily.

I didn't cut my communication with my friends. They know where i am, they know everything that happened on me. But i just ask them one thing, that not to tell Vincent anything about me and my child.

"Good Morning to you too Mrs. Hans, where is your dearest husband?" Mitch and Justin settled down just this year. They tie the knot, knowing that they love each other and has their daughter to stay together.

"Ohh! Just having his Daddy time with our dearest daughter, and you my love, how is Amanda now?" Mitch face turn into a concern one, showing me something that i don't want to see.

"Please don't start Mitch. Amanda's doing great, i don't have a problem, we're fine." But deep inside i'm dying, i told to myself.

Way back then, when i'm still carrying Amanda inside me, i thought to myself that i don't think i can support her, i mean support her financially. We all know that i have nothing, only a few bucks inside my bank account was left there.

Abortion came up in my mind, but before i do that, i told to myself that, that is wrong. Even adoption pass by my head, but i feel that it's really really wrong. Amanda didn't do anything, so it's not right if i treat her bad.

But when i gave birth to her, it was like, pain was vanish by her. She becomes my light, my hope and my new start. She thought me how to go on with my life, just by her cries and smiles.

"Vincent is still looking for you. He's using his connections." Mitch sounded so concern, i appreciate it, but i don't think i can grant her wish.

"He can use all of his connections, but i can't let him be near to my daughter." I sternly said, stopping the tears that wanted to fall. I hate talking about Vincent.

"Forgive him, he told us the story about what happened last year, so just listen." Everytime that she's calling or Aina is calling, they are like that. Saying that Vincent told them the truth, but the truth is, Vincent cheated on me, that's the truth.

"If you keep on saying those things to me, don't bother to call me again." It's not right, but i disconnected the video call, turn off the laptop and remain sitting on the couch.

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VINCENT's POV

Sleepless nights, thinking about life, well i don't have life now. I can still remember the day that my girl left me, she was staring at me, standing near the couch, softly clutching her stomach. I ran for her, but as i run, she's also running. That's the time that my nightmare started, that's the time when everything turns into hell.

"Bro, get up! We need to go to Justin." How did this idiot get inside my pad?

I feel that Phil lifted me up from the bed, then pull me somewhere then in just a snap, a splash of water was being pour all over me.

"What's your problem?" I groaned, standing up from the tiles, getting off of his hands.

"You need to get ready within five!" Phil shouted then step out of the bathroom.

Even though i protest with his request, i still do what he ask for. I took a bath, put my best clothes on then left my room, to find him, sitting on my couch at the living room, with Aina that was resting her head on his lap. That's my favorite position, when Isabelle and i loves to cuddle.

Isabelle loves to sit on my lap or rest her head on my lap, while her hand was on the back of my neck, pulling me down to meet her gaze.

"Can we go now?" I cut their romantic action, looking away from them, cause i might cry again. I walk pass them then get out of my pad, and wait for them at the elevator.

We ride the lift in silence, then get inside Phil's car that was park beside my car. I'm not in the state to drive, so i let Phil drive for me.

"What does Justin wants today?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"He wants us to have breakfast with them, that's all." Aina answered, looking back at me, offering me a small smile, in which i return a small smile too.

The drive going to Phil's mansion, was not too long. As we reach the place, i quickly get inside, not even waiting for the lovers.

The smell of pancakes and bacon, that i used to have every morning when Isabelle was with me. It made me sad again.

"Uncle Vincent!" Mishca welcome me her giggles, waving her arms up, letting me know that she wants to be carry.

"How are you little one? Where's your mom and dad?" I asked once i carried her in my arms. I wonder how it feels to have your own child, to carry her in your own arms, and to look at her while she's smiling. I wonder how my child looks like, is she pretty? Is he handsome? Is it a girl or a boy? Does he or she look like me? Or looks like Isabelle?

"Dad is inside the kitchen, Mom is upstairs." She squealed, then wiggle her body, getting out from my arms. Such a cute little girl, that i'm really really dying to have.

"How are you?" I look at my friend, as he ask me that. Justin looks happy everytime that i am seeing him.

"I'm good, you're the one who is cooking?" I change the topic, cause i know where it will lead.

"Yeah, husband duties, bro." He laugh, getting back inside the kitchen where i follow him.

"Smells good in here! Let's eat!" Phil happily said as he enters the room. I'm thankful that i still have friends to make me feel good.

"Yeah right, i'm just going to call Mitch then we'll start eating." But i stop him before he goes out of the room

"I'll call her, you finish that." I smile in which he just nod then get back on cooking.

I go up, knowing that Mitch was on their room. I once stayed here at their mansion, so i know the locations and all.

As i'm getting near the room, i can hear Mitch was talking to someone. I softly knock but receive no response. So i open the door ajar, seeing her talking to someone in a video call. I walk slowly, quietly, not to disturb her talking to that someone. But before i step out of their room, the next voice stop me.

"He can use all of his connections, but i can't let him be near to my daughter." When i heard that, my world stop. Mitch answered back, but i can't understand what she is saying. It's the voice of the one that she is talking to, keeps on running in my head.

It's Isabelle. Nothing but Isabelle.

"Vincent? H-have you uhh, heard that?" I turn around, seeing Mitch, nervously looking at me.

"I need an explanation." With that i left their room, then go down to the kitchen.