Damon was released from hospital two days ago.

And he's been quiet, lost in his own thoughts.

Just when everything was going okay, Violet just had to come and pop up with the secret.

I'm happy that Damon is happy. He can't stop smiling. He's been shopping, and came back with bags and bags full of toys.

It's cute to see him do it.

I wonder how much he'll care about our baby.

I've been going to the bathroom a lot. I wake up in the night feeling nausea.

And I've been tired lately a lot.

I know what they all equal up too, but I don't want to take a test yet.

"Ella, today is Noah's birthday party. I was thinking we could go?" Damon kisses my forehead, and sits down opposite me.

"Yeah we should. He'll be really happy about it. Right?" Damon nods

"I've done a DNA test, and he is my son" Damon smiles, looking down at his mug.

"Do you want kids Damon?" He looks up at me and nods

"I do. I want kids Ella. I want to be there for them. I don't want then to go through what I went through" I smile

"Why did you break up with Violet?" I whisper

"The media had no idea about Helen. I told her my secret, she told the media. I thought I could trust her with something, but I couldn't. I kept the media quiet, and I broke up with her, putting a restriction order against her." I nod slowly

"It's one in the afternoon now, so we should be going there." He nods standing up

"I bought a lot of presents, for each year I missed." I smile as we walk out of the room.

I see at least 20 huge gift bags, full of cars, toys, lego, building blocks. Everything a kid could imagine.

I smile as Damon picks them up. I help him, and we walk towards the car.

I help him put them in the trunk. I walk towards the passenger seat, but he grabs my hand,making me stop.

I turn to him, raising my eyebrow.

"Are you okay Ella? You look sick?" He asks concerned.

"I ate too much cake!" I blurt out and he chuckles.

"Right..are you sure?" I nod biting my lip, to not say anything else.

Seriously Gabi? Cake? I should have said ice cream.

"You know I love you always Ella. I know what I did, was wrong. But please do worry. Violet won't get in between us, if that's what your worried about." He places his hand on my cheek, kissing my forehead.

"I'm not scared of that female dog." I mumble and he chuckles

"I know. Shall we go now?" I nod as he opens the door for me.

I sit inside as he closes the door.

I really want to see Noah. I want to see how cute he's going to be.

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I was right. Noah is adorable.

"Damon, come on. You look like a giant staring at his next prey" I whisper, holding his hand, and pulling him inside.

There's a few kids in the living room, with their parents.

Violet looks at us.

She smiles at Damon, and walks closer to us.

"Damon. Do you want to meet him?" She asks and he nods

"Yeah" he looks at Noah.

Noah is stood with a few girls, smiling at them, while licking his lollypop.

"Noah. Come here" Violet calls.

He turns around and smiles, running towards her.

"Mommy!" He exclaims wrapping his small hands around her neck as she bends down.

"Noah, I want you to meet someone" he nods looking at her, as she picks him up.

She places him on her hip and turns to us.

"Remember when I told you that your dad was going to come?" He nods, staring at her confused.

He's only three years old. He doesn't understand her fully.

"Well Noah, this is your dad" he looks at Damon.

"I like lollypops" he says and Damon smiles

"I like lollypops too. Happy birthday Noah" Damon picks him up.

"Thank you daddy" he hugs Damon tightly.

This would have been totally different if Violet told us when Noah was 18. It wouldn't be the same emotions.

"You're welcome. I bought you lots of presents" Damon says walking with him outside, towards the car. I smile.

"That smile will be gone soon, when Damon starts hanging out with his family before you" Violet stands next to me.

I smile.

"Damon is my family. So is Noah. You? You're just the mother of his child. I'm his Esposa" she frowns walking away.

Yes I searched the word up. It kind of made sense to do it, when he told me all about the marriage.

Thinking about it, I notice how easily I accepted. I mean anyone would, if they saw Damon, asking your hand in marriage, right?

Or am I just crazy?

"Ella!" Damon calls.

I walk outside, down the couple of steps, and towards him.

Noah is sat in the trunk, looking at all of his toys.

"Yes?" Damon smiles at me.

He wraps his arms around my back, pulling me closer, and laying his chin on my shoulder.

"If I apply for a full custody of Noah, will it be okay with you?" He whispers into my ear.

"Don't seduce me! Let me think straight" he chuckles, and looks towards Noah. I look at Noah as well.

I wouldn't mind looking after Noah. He seems like a quiet kid, one that won't mess around.

"I won't mind." He tightens his hold on me, and I place my hands, over his hands, on my stomach.

"Loosen up please. I need to breath" he let's me go and turns me around slowly.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I nod

"I am. But first I think we should at least let Violet know, right?" He shakes his head.

"I'm talking about you Ella. We don't keep secrets, right? Please tell me if something is wrong?" I sigh and nod.

"I think I may be-"

"Noah! Time to open your presents" Violet calls from the house.

"We should go inside. I want some cake as well and I'm tired. I've been standing for hours" I sigh, leaning closer to Noah.

"Hey, Noah. Let's go inside" he nods placing his hands up for me.

I smile and pick him up. He wraps his arms around my neck, and I look at Damon.

He's smiling at us.

"Presents!" Noah shouts and move my face away from him.

No shouting in the ear, dude.

I walk up the steps and inside as Violet pops her head out of the living room. She frowns when she sees Noah with me.

She walks closer, and takes Noah away from me, and walks inside the living room.

"Its okay" Damon holds my hand tightly.

I nod standing next to the door as Noah sits on a chair, with all little kids next to him.

"Damon! Come here. The cake" Violet calls.

Damon walks closer to Violet, and they walk towards the kitchen.

They come out with a huge cake and Noah gasps.

"Hulk cake!" He shouts standing up.

I want cake, but now is not the time.

I walk out of the room, and towards the door, when someone grabs my hand.

I turn around to see Damon.

He's frowning.

"Why are you leaving Ella? I need you next to me" he places his palm on my cheek.

"You do?" I whisper and he nods, a small smile on his face.

"Always. Please tell me if something is wrong. I want to make it better" I smile

"Maybe in a couple of days. I don't know myself" he nods, leaning down and kissing my forehead.

"I only love Ella. Okay?" I nod.

"I know. I want you to talk to Violet about the custody. She has more rights on him, because she's been with him for three years." He nods

"You don't worry about that. He'll stay with us, but Violet can come to see him." I nod as he holds my hand.

We walk back inside the living room, to see Noah cutting the cake.

I smile as Damon claps his hands.

I want everything to be perfect. And soon it will be.

I'm going to go home, do a pregnancy test.

That's the first thing I'm going to do.

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This book has two chapters left!

I know, I'm not ready for this hook to end as well.

Great news!

I my theory test! I seriously can't stop smiling!

Thank you to all of your support.

It's like a huge burden has been lifted from my head.

I scored 45 in the questions, and 59 in the hazard videos. I'm really happy with that.

Last time I did the theory test, I failed it. I got a 39 in the questions, and 52 in the hazards videos. I just needed 4 more marks to pass.

It was so nerve racking. I'm the type of person that would push someone else in front of me, to talk for me.

I'm very very shy.

But if the other person in front of me, is really nice, then I'm not that nervous.

While talking to receptionist, my hand was seriously shaking. Lol.

I don't seem like that behind the computer, tablet, phone? Do I?

Lol.

Anyway...

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#Della