I Didn't Change My Number - Sequel

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chen's pov:

May 2025...
"Mommy, wake up it's my last day of freshman year."

My eyes flutter open and I see Ocean smiling down at me. "Buenas días, princesa." I sit up and kiss her on the forehead then give her a weak, lazy hug. "Good morning." she hugs me back and I stand up to go to the bathroom. "Go get ready, gorgeous."

After I got ready to leave, I walked downstairs and the smell of waffles tickled my nose hairs. "Ugh, my favorite!" I say, running to my fiancé and hugging him from behind. He chuckles and turns around, planting a kiss on my lips.

"It's seven in the morning. It is SEVEN in the MORNING!" Ocean shouts and looks away. Andrew and I laugh at her. "I got work all day, so you'll have to drop her off and pick her up." He said. "Wow, is that gonna be my 'good morning, baby' from now on?" I roll my eyes, letting go of him.

"I'm sorry." He pulls me back in his arms and kisses me on the forehead, making me smile. "Good morning, baby." He rested his hands on my lower back. "I think we're making Ocean sick. That's enough, let's eat." I giggle, sitting on the stool next to my daughter.

"Thanks for finally noticing, Ms. Chanel." She mumbles sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Here y'all go, I hope you like it." Andrew smiles, handing us our plates. Then he took a seat next to me.

"You look good with this apron." I look him up and down. "Thank you." He blushes, but tries to hide it with a smirk. "No for real, you look soooo good." I tease. "Y'all are fucking nasty. I'm trying to eat!" Ocean shakes her head in disappointment. "These are really good. Thanks, daddy." Ocean says, high-fiving him. "You're welcome, princess." He high-fives her back.

"I love you. You guys are my everything." I hug both of them and kiss Ocean's head. They hug me back and tell me that they love me too. "Alright, we gotta go." I pick up her school bag and kiss Andy one last time before leaving. "I'm gonna go start the car." Ocean runs out the front door with my car keys, snatching her bag out of my hand on her way out.

I didn't even have time to step a foot outside or reply to her before I got pulled back, "Come back here." Andy husked. "What?" I asked irritated. "Don't give me that attitude, you started it." He rests his hands on my waist, squeezing lightly to affirm his possessiveness and dominance. I laughed and gave in, "Fine, what?" I bite my lip, smiling. "Stop looking at me like that." I could see his eyes almost darken with love and desire. "Like what?" I feigned innocence, "You know what you're doing." He pulls me in and kisses me softly.

I immediately kissed him back with the same fervor. He tries to deepen the kiss, but I don't allow him to, so he tightened his grip on my waist, making me pull away and gasp softly. Then he moved down to my neck. "W-We're gonna be late, baby." I gasped out, my voice barely making it above a whisper. "Alright then, I'll deal with you when I get back from work. Better be ready." He winks, making me roll my eyes playfully. I secretly loved his naughty, scary promises. "Stop." I whine, turning around, flustered. I didn't want him to enjoy seeing me this flustered and submissive right now.

He slapped my ass and I yelpped, "Andyyy!" I laughed in shock. "Bye-bye!" He waves. "You know what? I'm gonna deal with you when I come back, nigga." I flip him off. "Be safe, amor." He smirks as he watched me walk to the car.

I get in and see Ocean busy with her phone. Good to know she didn't see anything. I don't even think she'd care enough to do that.

When we got to school Ocean showed me this TikTok before she left and the voice was too familiar. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that's Billie's voice.

Flashback

"I'm sorry, I love you so much. More than you could ever know. But I'm tired, It's like I'm in a relationship with myself and I can't be patient anymore... I miss you."

"I- I have to go... I don't want to but I have to."

"I don't think I'll ever get over you. Because I'll always love you, but please if you wake up. Move on with your life. Don't look for me, don't get in contact with me. I'm afraid I'll hurt you again."

"I need to move on with my life and so do you... I think that's how our love story ends?"

"This is me breaking up with you right now."

"I love you, but I need to end this for good."

"Goodbye, bunny."

End of Flashback

"Mommy, mommy!" Ocean shakes me and I snap back.

And yes, all of those years and I'm clearly still not over the breakup.

"Sorry, princess. I just uhh-" I take a deep breath. "Remembered something I had to do before work." I quickly lie. "Hm, alright. I'll see you later, love you!" She says, closing the door. I'm thankful that she decided to not push it. "Love you too, take care, sweetie." I wave at her and watch her walk into the school. She smiled back at me before entering the gates.

I thought I was over it. It's always like this... I think I'm over it, then something triggering happens and I'm back to square zero again. Over and over again. I'm beginning to believe that I'll never get over her. It's so sad to admit. I have this perfect life that everyone envies me for and as much as I try to be grateful for it, and feel that it's good enough and fulfilling, there's always something - A part of me missing. I'm always feeling this longing for her. She left a void that no one else could fill. When she left, a part of me left with her. A Chanel I'll never see again, a Chanel no one will ever see again. And it honestly makes me feel so guilty, so shitty, and undeserving when I think about it. I hate it so much. I hate her for leaving, for making me feel like this, for making me live in agony caused by her absence while she lived happily. I just wish things were different.

Let's start with the day I woke up from that year-long coma.

2019...
"Oh my god, Chanel! You're awake." My dad caresses my face as he cries. My brother rushed right next to my bed and hugged me.

I smiled tiredly and hugged them. I tried to tell them how much I missed them, but my throat was dry and it hurt to speak. "I missed you so much, lil sister." Dave hugged me tightly but carefully and cried. I pouted, hugging him back.

5 months later...
After going to therapy and slowly getting my voice back. I finally recovered fully.

"Come here I wanna talk to you." I put my phone down. "What?" He sits on the edge of his bed, watching me laying there. "Come here, dumbass." I pat next to me and laugh at him. He lays next to me and looks out of the window. "What's up?" He asks.

"Look at me." I pull his chin towards me and hold his face. "I like you." I say. "You playing around or you for real?" He raises his eyebrow. "Do you like me back or what?" I asked. "Don't answer my question with a-" "Do you like me back?" I ask sternly.

"I do. I like you a lot." He smiles, licking his lips. I look down at his lips and bite mine. "What are you waiting for then?" I whispered...

2022...
Andrew and I were on a lavish getaway in the heart of Paris. The evening was so perfect, with the Eiffel Tower glowing in the background and the Seine River shimmering under the moonlight. We were dining at an exclusive rooftop restaurant, the view was breathtaking from up here, the violin in the background set the perfect atmosphere for a romantic date night.

As dessert arrives, the waiter brings a cloche with it. I, curious, lifted the lid to see what he brought. I didn't remember neither of us ordering anything more. To my surprise, a stunning diamond ring nestled in a bed of red rose petals. Andrew got down on one knee and I gasped, happy tears automatically formed in my eyes.

"My love, from the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me. My life has been filled with endless happiness and joy from the moment you entered it... and I honestly, can't imagine a future with anyone else but you. Will you make me the luckiest man alive and be my wife, Chanel?"

Tears started spilling uncontrollably down my cheeks as I tried to keep myself composed. I nodded quickly, my heart was overflowing with love, "Yes, a thousand times yes!"

July...
We adopted a 14-year-old girl and named her Ocean Gates. She said she liked this name better than her old one, so I named her it.