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Evelyn's pov

Vincent took the news very well. We discussed last night we would wait for the baby to be born king after the wedding.

He doesn't want me to stress so he thought that would be a good idea so I agreed.

Right now I'm getting ready for work. I decided on a black long dress.

My baby bump is very small but noticeable. I'm a small person so the bump is there. Do not laugh at me.

A pair of warm hands make their way on my belly and caress it. Vincent must be really happy about having this baby.

"You look so beautiful baby" he says and I smile.

"What do you want as in gender" I ask.

"A boy" he says. Now he's got me interested. Most dads want girls.

"Why" I ask turning to face him.

"So he can protect his other siblings and his mom" he says.

Wait.. did he just say more children?

"Oh so we're having more than one" I ask snaking my hands behind his neck.

"Yep" he says. I smile. He's the one giving birth to them then.

"Baby what are we going to do about the paparazzi and news?" I ask.

"I don't want them invading your privacy then when the baby is born they'll be even more active" he says.

"I don't want our baby's face and name all over the internet" he said and I agree.

"Although they will know who you are on our wedding day" he clarifys. Of course they will.

"Okay" I say. I finish up and head out. I feel like today is going to be good.

These hormones are killing me. In the past 3 months I've snapped at people so many times now I feel really bad.

Especially Vincent. I didn't realise it until now. Oh god.

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