I stared out the window at the pouring rain, rubbing my baby bump. A few weeks have gone by, and everything has been going perfectly.

The baby is doing great and I'm also due to give birth any day now within the coming week. It was exciting and nerve-wracking. How was I going to be as a mother? Everything is becoming more real to me now that the baby is so close to arriving.

I could still remember when the doctor announced the gender of the baby.

"Congratulations, you are having a boy," The doctor announced staring at the screen.

Alex and I both looked at each other, our eyes holding the same excitement.

"Everything looks pretty good with the baby; it will all be fine." She continued.

I also finally had my baby shower. Reina and Abby planned the whole thing. Everything was amazing, especially the decorations and the food, not to mention the games. I got emotional when my mom started sharing pictures and childhood memories of my brother and me. It made me realize we all grow old; maybe sooner than I think I will be planning my son's wedding.

I also got a lot of baby stuff from the shower. My parents along with Abby and Reina went crazy and brought way too many things. The baby would have more than enough clothes for the next two years, the only problem is that by then, all the clothes would no longer fit.

The hardest part was convincing Alex not to have everything donated to charity, he doesn't realize that not everyone is crazy enough to buy baby shoes for ten thousand dollars. I needed to remind him that everything had come from a place of love, but he still isn't too happy about it.

"What colour do you want the nursery to be painted?" Alex asked drawing me out of my thoughts.

"Maybe grey or a shade that's a bit closer to white," I suggested.

Alex had decided that he would be single-handedly preparing everything in the baby's room, including painting. I couldn't wait to watch this disaster.

I brought myself a new house, I decided that I needed a lot more space with the baby, so he could play in a nice big garden. Well, I brought it in on a loan otherwise I couldn't have afforded it with the neighbourhood that it's in. Steven and I have already started on our deal and so far, everything has been going great. I made it clear to Alexander that I didn't want any of his money. That was until I found out that he brought the bank, so technically I owed him money. I should have known he would pull such a stunt; I was shocked that the bank would approve such a big loan.

Everything has been going great so far, apart from my friendship with Rafael. I haven't spoken to him since, I stopped trying to call him at some point. I just wanted to understand him and everything that happened.

Rafael and Sebastian are still a heavy subject for Alex, I think deep down he still hasn't accepted it and won't deal with it either. He refuses to talk about either of them, he has just been avoiding everything regarding the two of them. The last time we spoke about Rafael, it was to issue a warning about how dangerous he was and that I should stay away from him.

"I think we should take a break and get something to eat," Alexander spoke dusting off his hands coming from the nursery.

He had been working on it since morning, he is really committed to this.

I walked past him and into the nursery to check his progress.

Some of the furniture was still covered by plastic to protect it from the paint since we still weren't done decorating. With baby clothes already neatly packed in the cupboard and the bookshelf in place on the side of the wall that was already painted. He had already prepared the baby's crib which was in the corner of the room. I must say, everything was coming out pretty well. I didn't think he could pull it off.

"You did a pretty good job," I said to Alex.

"It's called spending five hours on YouTube." He answered.

"I thought you said that YouTube was a waste of everyone's lives," I spoke recalling his words.

"I still think so. I must say, it can be addictive." He answered.

The two of us walked to the kitchen.

Since I was so close to my due date, JoJo moved in with me in case anything was to happen. I don't see the reason though because Alex practically lives here now.

JoJo dished some food for the two of us before leaving the room.

"What are we naming our baby?" I asked in between bites.

He had his eyebrow raised and a smug look on his face, I already knew what he was thinking.

"We not naming my baby after you," I terminated his thoughts. "What will we call him when you are around? Imagine being called a junior your whole life. He'll feel like he has to live up to something." I spoke.

"You are probably right, no one could ever live up to me." He joked.

So, he was back to being arrogant.

"You right, our baby will be better," I answered.

"Way to hurt my ego," He joked placing his hand on his chest.

"Maybe we could come up with something exotic, that would be great," I spoke.

"Sounds like you are already aspiring for him to become an exotic dancer. I wonder what his stage name will be." He joked.

"You should be ashamed of yourself. Our poor baby can hear you." I spoked. "Seriously though, we have to come up with a name."

"We'll know when he gets here. Don't worry too much about it." He answered nonchalantly.

As the date of the baby's arrival approaches sooner, my nerves seem to be worsening. I do nothing but worry about every little thing. I was about to spend hours looking up names, it would be my fault if my baby gets bullied because of a poor naming choice I made.

Although time had passed, something was still nagging me. Should I have told him about my visit to his mother's house?

Seeing how he reacted to things, maybe I should have given him some kind of warning beforehand. Maybe it was something he didn't need to know about, but that would just prove me to be a hypocrite. I was the first one to raise the point of being transparent and honest in our relationship.

I waited until he finished telling his story of his childhood memories with his parents at their vacation home.

"I need to tell you something," I adjusted to a more serious tone.

He set his fork aside, focusing his attention on me.

"While we were in Italy, I visited your mother's house." I waited to study his reaction before telling him the rest of the story. I wanted to know how he would react to it first.

His face was emotionless, he looked indifferent.

I stared at him trying to read his mind.

"You didn't think that I'd let you out of my sight and that I wouldn't find out where you had been, did you?" He spoke nonchalantly.

"So, you knew the whole time?" I asked trying to grasp the situation.

How much did he know exactly?

"Maybe not the whole time." He clarified. "I was just waiting for you to tell me. I understand, you stuck with me forever. It's only natural that you want to know as much as you can about me. I also want you to know that I'm always here to answer any questions that you like."

Now I feel worse about going behind his back, maybe he didn't need to hear the end of this story.

"Plus, my Nonna called me saying that my sister Zoe had visited. That's how I found out." He continued.

I really wasn't good at hiding things.

After having lunch, we watched a movie together at cuddled. Alex cleared his schedule for the day to take some time off. It was nice having him for once and not just half of him because of his busy work schedule.

I should have known my happiness would be short-lived when he received a call from work. It must have been important.

"I have to take this," Alex spoke excusing himself.

While he was gone, I finally looked at my phone. I've been trying to avoid it as much as I can.

I thought that the hardest part of being with Alex was sorting out our differences but it's what everyone else thinks. Since we've made our relationship official, a lot of people have had many things to say about our relationship.

'He is only with her for the baby, I'm sure he will come to his senses and leave her soon.' One user wrote.

'This is why rich people only marry rich, people like her are such an insult to the rest of us. She is such a gold digger.' The next comment read.

'She is such a step down from Cindy, she probably threatened him so he would be with her.' Another user wrote.

No, I needed to block these comments out of my head. Reading these was not doing me any good.

I didn't even want to check out the rest of the sites. The tabloids were destroying my name, with the crazy things they came up with they would probably win creative writing awards.

I can't even go online without people attacking me or sending me death threats.

Turns out the world is in love with Alex, they just weren't ready for him to be off the market yet.

It's been a difficult transition for me, I went from having a quiet life to one that is public to everyone. Maybe Alex would never understand me, he was born into this and had probably experienced this his whole life.

"Shot, I have to go right now," Alex spoke walking in. "There has been an emergency that needs my attention, so I have to travel to...." Alex trailed off.

I tore my eyes away from the screen. I was once again a trending topic on Twitter.

"Are you okay?" He asked studying my expression.

"Yes," I managed to say.

He kept staring at me, I wasn't that good at covering up lies.

He knew exactly what was wrong when he saw what was on my screen.

"You shouldn't listen to those things on the internet

"Fine, if it bothers you so much. I'll just buy all the tabloids then and fire everyone there. I can have them retract their statements if that's what you need."

"Money is not always the answer to everything." I snapped. "It's not like you are the one everyone is calling an opportunist who is only after money and a home wrecker. Not to mention, the number of women who have been confessing their undying love for you." I added.

"I'm right here, with you. I don't care about anyone else." His hand cupped my face.

"I love you," He spoke looking into my eyes.

Surprisingly it did the trick, I was calm and for a moment everyone else's opinions didn't matter.

Did he just say the 'L' word?

"Look, I have to go right now but I promise to be back as soon as I can. By this time tomorrow, I'd be back." He kissed me on the cheek. "Take care, if anything happens, please call me."

I stood there paralyzed; I was still trying to process what he had just said.

"Okay," I managed to whisper.

He stepped back and gathered his things before leaving.

'Wait,' I wanted to say. I didn't tell him that I loved him too.

But he was already gone.

"It's just you and me now," I whispered to my baby bump.

I don't know if it was the pouring rain outside or something else, but I suddenly got this feeling that something was going to go wrong. Maybe it was because I wasn't used to being this happy, everything has changed so much that I could have never imagined it ending up this way. I just hope that Alexander would be safe.

Or maybe the bad feeling I had was because of the call I was about to receive.