"Are you sure you want to do this?"

My husband asks for the hundred time.

"Yes Kye. I am. I need to do this. Besides we are all the way in France."

I respond.

He grabs my hand and kisses me as the limo pulls up to the location. I'm grateful that I am not feeling queasy again in the car. This morning sickness is no joke. I don't know how I am going to survive the rest of the six months.

"I just want you to be prepared. It may not happen how you planed. I don't want you to be disappointed."

I cup his face and kiss him.

"I love you so much. Do you know that. Thank you. I have to do this."

He nods and kisses me again.

"I've got your back."

"And you will as soon as we leave and get back to our hotel."

This pregnancy makes me hornèÿ all the time!

He groans and gets out the limo to help me out.

Truth is I am extremely nervous.

We walk to the same mansion that I still have nightmares about.

The same one Selina and I always were tortured in.

"Id never thought I'd be back here without my sister."

Kyle hugs me as I start to cry.

Everything just hits me.

"You got this firefly."

I nod and knock the door.

---///----///---

"Simone?"

The butler calls me by my birth name when he opens the door.

Is that

"Sebastien?"

Oh my god?

He looks the same but with gray hair.

"tu m'as manqué"

He cries while hugging me.

I hug him back.

"Je t'ai manqué plus"

I respond back shocking Kyle.

It's been a while since I spoke my native language.

"I've missed mon ange. Where have you been? Come in. Oh my goodness I have to tell your parents. Where's mon coeur, Sabina?"

"She died a little less than two years ago."

Tears fall down Sebastien's eyes.

He was like the father Sabin- Selena and I never had. He cared for us more that our own poor excuses for parents. He's the real reason I came.

He notices Kyle and nods his head.

"Your copain?"

He asks me.

"mon mari."

I respond showing him my wedding ring.

"Et futur père de son enfant."

Kyle inputs rubbing my tummy.

He know some French from traveling a lot.

"Wow! Congratulations! fille ou garçon?"

"Girl."

I respond.

He grabs my hand and we enter the same house that has not changed since I was taken out of here.

As soon as we enter the living room I see both my sperm doner and surrogate mother in the living room. My mother has not aged that much and my father has lost a lot of weight. They look like wealth.

I get angry thinking of the way Selena and I struggled while they lived in their mansion without a care in the world.

"Monsieur et madame"

My mother is the first to turn her head in our direction and she freezes when she sees me.

"Simone."

She mouths without any audio.

Kyle grabs my hand to comfort me.

My father turns his head and freezes as well.

"Simone?"

He questions.

He looks at me as if I am a ghost.

" Enzo. Renée."

I respond calling them by their first name.

My father is the first to walk towards me.

Even with older age he is still my twin.

We have the same eyes. Nose. Curly Hair. Face. I only have my mother's body.

Selena was my mother's twin. My mother doesn't deserve to share looks with Selena. After all she gave her: stress, schizophrenia, depression, bipolar disorder, and no love, support, or any fucks.

I could really hate that woman.

Dad is tall like Kyle.

My father is 6'3" at the very least.

He reaches to hug me but I put my hands up to stop him.

"Selena's dead."

"Qui?"

"I'm sorry Sabina. After your wife abused us for years with out you caring, she sent us to a shady illegal adoption agency. Sabina and I were shipped all the way to America. We had to change or names and identity. Less than two years ago Sabina killed herself."

My mother breaks down and starts crying.

I walk over to the couch and sit since my feet are tired.

"Sabina is dead?"

My father states.

"Don't act like you give a shit now. You never payed attention to us growing up. You knew what mom was doing but never gave enough of a damn. You know how much she and I suffered? You probably didn't care enough to."

"I'm so sorry."

My mother sobs.

"She left behind two beautiful children. Kye and Khloe. I take care of them with my husband. By the way my husband is the father to Kye the oldest. He takes care of them better than you all ever did for Sabina or me. You all live in this big mansion when there were times Sabina and I lived in homes that did not have running water or electricity."

"I did try to look for you! You both were no where. I couldn't find a record. I searched. I could not find a Sophie or Sabina anywhere. I had search parties and everything. I was not a good father or husband but I loved you both."

I roll my eyes.

"I was and am mentally sick Sophie. That does not justify my behavior but explains it. I'm sorry. I hate myself and have myself to blame for the rest of my life for ruining your lives."

She sobs like a child and is clearly remorseful but I will never care about whatever she has to say. There will always be a part of me that hates her.

"That's the only reason I forgive you. I forgive you too father."

I lie.

"I just wanted to find closure."

I state.

They can't respond. They are too busy weeping over the child that they never loved.

"I'm having a baby this may. The due date is may 11th. Kyle and I are having a girl. You're welcome to try and right your failures of being parents by being in our kids life. I'll leave my contact with Sebastien."

I get up and walk towards Sebastien and give him a warm hug.

"I'm so sorry you both went through all this."

He responds crying and I wipe his tears.

"Please visit me."

I respond and leave with my husband.