A month later, someone would say I was stupid for staying, but I didn't have the strength to leave. I couldn't tell my family let alone my mother that me and Stephen called off our engagement.

So, I stupidly stayed with him until I was officially ready to come to terms that I was over him. I knew it was still unhealthy living with him. But it's hard to leave someone that you're in love with. It's not like we were together, because I could not forgive him for cheating on me.

We were currently back at our house. The house was really beautiful. He still kept some of the designs I picked out, but it looked even more better then how I imagined it.

The baby's room was my favorite room. The decor he picked out for our son's nursery was nice.

Even my guest room was designed to my liking. I had to admit Stephen did know me like a book. He knew what I liked and what I didn't like.

The house felt more light and warm just how I imagined it would be. Stephen's room and attached bathroom were more lively and vibrant too.

The house consisted of white and neural colors. Sitting in the new living room, I take a sit on the couch.

I text Kyla letting her know that I would meet her later. We had planned a girls night out. Kyla wasn't too thrilled when I told her that I was going to stay living with Stephen. I couldn't blame her.

It's crazy how they went from besties to enemies. But since I've been with Stephen, he has been putting me through heartbreak after heartbreak. So, I understood why Kyla didn't like him anymore.

You: So, we're still meeting in the city?

Bestie💕: Yeah...😡 Is the asshole there or is he still at his event?

Sighing I reply to her text. I knew she hated Stephen, but I could tell that her hate for him had grew even more since he kicked her out of the room that day. Couldn't blame her. He was a jerk for doing that. She was only being a friend, and trying to comfort me. He didn't have to blow up on her or me like that. We were in a hospital.

You: He didn't go. He cancelled on them. He's been in a shitty mood lately. Can't blame him, I told him I would hate him forever. He's been trying though. He's completely cut off ties with his ex, and he's even blocked her from his phone, and social media. He also got a restraining order on her. 😅😂🙄😨😒

Bestie💕: And that's suppose to show you he's serious? Now, he wants to try making it work. He has got to try harder then that. You deserve so much more then that. He made a commitment to you when he asked you to marry him. And he also made a commitment getting you pregnant. So, he better stop feeling sorry for himself, and man up to show you that he's serious about being with you.

You: I know. But we called off the engagement. I can't marry him ever even if he earned my trust again. I wouldn't be able to marry him knowing that he cheated.

Bestie💕: Do you still love him?

You: Of course. I have him fucking tattooed on me.😩😅😢

Bestie💕: Oh yeah! Lol I forgot about that. But on a serious note. Everyone deserves second chances. As much as I hate his guts, and as much as you gave him many chances. Just give it one more shot. Hopefully, he doesn't fuck up this chance. Just give him temporary or permanent rules he has to obey by. Maybe that should work.

You:🤔🤔🤔🤔

Bestie💕: Just talk to him. Just give the poor asshole a chance. He is going to be the father of your child. I'm sure that is the main reason you stayed, so he can be there when his son is born.😉😒

She was partly right. Of course I wanted Stephen to be there to see his son get born. But another part of me just couldn't let him go. I was in love with him, and I just couldn't get over him no matter how much I tried too. It was already killing me not seeing him smile. I missed how we were before, when there were no issues.

I still couldn't get over the fact that he lied to me. But I really did want to give us another chance. I knew I wouldn't regret it, because I had this feeling that he was actually being honest and sincere about being with me. He seemed more commited to the idea of being in a relationship with me, and being a father.

Closing my phone screen, I slip it into my jeans pocket. I get up from off of the couch, and walk towards the stairs. I head up the stairs into the hallway, and walk towards Stephen's room. Knocking on his closed door, I wait for him to reply.

"Come in" He huskily says.

I could tell that he just woke up. He's been in bed all month. He's been canceling gigs, photoshoot, and events. His manager has also came over to check-up on him. But Stephen has refused to talk to anyone, but me. I didn't know that my three words, would make him become like this.

Maybe I did have an impact on his life, that I actually meant something to him. Opening the door I walk into his room, shutting the door behind me I walk towards his bed.

He was in bed lounging around. His hair was a mess, and he even had facial hair since he hadn't shaved in weeks. Taking a sit on the edge of the bed, I sit near him.

"Elijah?" I whisper.

Looking up at me, I could see that his green eyes had lost their light. He looked so empty, and lifeless. I didn't want to see him like this anymore. I know I should give us some more time, but I just couldn't take it anymore. I knew he cheated, and it hurt me really badly.

I wasn't saying that I would automatically trust him again or marry him. I just wanted us to start over again, and try to see if we could get back to where we were again. It was only up to Stephen to want to try making us work.

"I've had a lot to think about over the past few weeks. And with Kyla's help and support I've made a decision to give our relationship another chance. I'm not sa-" I begin to explain, but I'm cut off by Stephen embracing me in a tight hug.

Sighing I hug him back, I missed being in his arms. The warmth of his body and his musky manly scent. I loved everything about this man. Pulling sightly away from him, I look into his lively green ords. It's like life had finally restored itself in him.

"I promise I won't fuck up again. I've learned from my mistakes, and now I've realized I couldn't live without you in my life. When you told me you would hate me forever, it felt like a truck hit me. I give you my word I will not mess this chance up" He says looking sincerely into my eyes.

"We'll see. Your actions speak louder than words." Getting up from off of the bed, I stand there looking down at him.

"And because we're starting over. I want you to know that there won't be any kissing, sex, and any other funny business between us until I know that I can trust you. Also.." I add. I dig into my pocket, and hand him back my engagement ring. I try placing it in his hand, but he refuses to take it back.

"Just keep it. In due time when I earn your trust back. I want us to be a family." He sightly smiles.

It's been two weeks, since me and Stephen got back together. I have been trying my best to move forward in our relationship, but I feel like I'm the one breaking the rules I set up for him. He's been doing a great job sticking to the rules.

We were currently in the living room, planning the baby shower for next month. I was due to give birth next month, and wanted to plan a baby shower the week before I was due. I was hoping that I wouldn't go into labor before then.

"So, everything is all set?" I ask Stephen.

"Yeah. I called Karen to make sure everything is set for next month." Karen was our baby shower planner. She had helped us plan everything. And I was grateful for her making sure that everything was perfect, and in order.

"Great" I smile.

Stephen gets ready to get up from off of the couch, but I grab his arm. He looks down at me in confusion. I've been fighting the urge to kiss or have sex with him. It's been really hard for me since we've gotten back together. Pulling him back down onto the couch, I cup his face making him look at me.

"As much as I want to stick to the rules. The thought of your lips being on hers and her getting the satisfaction of you pleasuring her. Drives me insane. I love you so much it hurts." I whisper against his lips.

"I'm sorry.." He sighs.

"I've been trying so hard to resist the urge to kiss you. But.." He looks at me with pleading eyes. I really wanted to be affectionate with him again, but as much as I wanted to kiss him. I just couldn't.

I needed him to learn from his mistakes. I couldn't just let him off easy. I needed him to know that what he did was wrong. I wanted us to slowly get back to where we were before. I couldn't just rush it. Then he would probably go right back into the never ending downfall of a relationship we had before.

"Then kiss me." He whispers brushing his lips up against mine.

"N..no. We can't do this." I say moving away from him. He grips my arm pulling me back to him.

"Why?! Huh?! Because I'm still tained from her? Or is it bec-" Cutting him off I push him away from me.

"Exactly what I thought. You never change Stephen. Only when it benefits you, and nobody else!" I yell.

I get up from off of the couch, and head towards my bedroom upstairs. Slamming the door shut, I lay in bed hugging my pillow. I just had to mess everything up. He was doing just fine, but I just had to get all worked up and tell him. I felt like we were never going to work out now.

The next day, doing my morning routine I brush my teeth and wash my face. I take a quick shower. When I'm dressed and ready, I head downstairs towards the kitchen. I grab a bottle of water, and grab a bagel placing it into the toaster. I sit in the kitchen waiting for my bagel.

Taking out my phone, I unlock it and go into my instagram while I wait. Hearing footsteps I look up from my phone to see Stephen walking into the kitchen. Grabing a bottle of water from the refrigerator, he walks towards me taking a seat next to me.

"..I wanted to apologize about yesterday. I shouldn't have went off on you like that." He sighs. Turning in my seat I look at him. His green eyes stare back into mine.

"It was my fault. I should have kept my thoughts to myself. But at the end of the day I just want us to build a better relationship, not only for our son but for us. I love you, Elijah. I ju-" I explain, but he cuts me off.

His lips mold onto mine like a puzzle piece. My eyes widen in surprise, but I just couldn't help feel some type of way. I missed his lips on mine. I missed everything about him. Regardless, of what we went through. I couldn't help my feelings towards this man.

I was beyond in love with him. It literally broke my heart that we couldn't get married, because he decided to cheat on me. I thought we were going to settle down, build a family and be a couple who were loyal and honest with each other.

Even though I was disgusted by his actions, I still wanted to be with him. And at least try working out our issues to build a better relationship with each other. Breaking the kiss I move slightly back away from him. He looks at me worriedly. I guess he thought I was going to go off on him again.

"I-I should get my bagel." I say rushing out of my seat, but Stephen grabs my arm.

"The bagel can wait. I have something to tell you. I love you...I really fucked up this time. I should be thankful that you even put up with my bullshit. If it were someone else I'm sure she would have left my ass already. I promise you. I will be only faithful to you. I'll do whatever it takes to earn your trust and love back. I was scared before. I wasn't ready to be a father or get married..I thought I was. But one day it just hit me. Everything wasn't just a game of house. I was actually going to be with one person for the rest of my life, and I was having a child. It just scared me, because I wasn't ready. But now I know am, and I'm sorry for hurting you. I really do love you, _____." He says sincerely.

"I love you too, Elijah." I smile.

He engulfs me in a tight hug, hugging him back I felt safe in his arms. I never wanted to leave his side again. I wanted him to be in my life forever. I just hoped that he stood by his promises.

It's been two weeks since we made up. I was really happy that we were actually a couple again. I was still a little iffy about Stephen, but I could tell he was really doing his best to earn my trust again. He had took a month off of work to spend time with me until our due date. He wanted to be at home with me in case my water broke.

Next week, was our baby shower, and I was looking forward to it. Stephen's and my family were flying in to come to the shower. I sit up in bed scrolling through my phone. I was currently fixing my instagram. I had deleted all my pictures expect the ones of Stephen, my engagement ring, and my pregnancy.

I was starting fresh, I had talked to Stephen about starting over. And he agreed that we should delete everything and start over. Feeling the bed sink in I turn my head to see Stephen sitting beside me.

"I thought you were going out?" I ask confused.

"I cancelled. I want to spend time with you." He grabs my arm pulling me into his embrace. I found it very odd that he was being extra affectionate lately. I mean, I wasn't complaining. I actually loved how he put all his attention on me. Of course, we still haven't had sex. I still didn't trust him enough yet to actually go back to our daily dose of love making.

"As much as I would love that. I think you should go hangout with Sal. He came here to see you, and you cancel on him. He's your friend." Sal was Stephen's best friend he had came to Barcelona to see Stephen, and come to the baby shower.

"He's here for a month. We g-" He begins to say, but I cut him off.

"Elijah, we have all of our lives to spend time together. Sal lives in London, and you two hardly get to see each other. One day is not going to kill us. Go and have fun. Just make sure there's no women involved in your fun." I warn him.

"Fine..I know. And there won't be, I only want you." He smiles hugging me even more tighter.

Kissing my forehead, he gets up from off of the bed. Sending him a warning glance again, he nods his head. He leans down, and gives me a peck on my lips. He moves away and starts heading out of the room.

"I'll see you later, mi amor." He yells from the hallway.

Two hours later, I sat in the living room video chatting with my mother. She was currently thinking about making a big move to LA. I told her that she should do it for her and my brothers.

So apparently, Stephen had sent my mother money to buy a house anywhere she wanted. I mean, I was touched by his generosity but I was still pissed off by it.

My mother wasn't to be bought by money. And earning my trust wasn't something to be paid for. I wanted Stephen to earn it back the right way. And there was no reason to just up and give my mother money.

She liked him already even if she hardly knew the pain and heartaches he put me through. There was still no reason for him to try, and buy people.

Ending my chat with my mom, I hear the front door. Turning my head I see Stephen walk into the house. He walks into the living room, and plops himself down next to me. I give him a disappointed look. He rises an eyebrow at me. He looked completely lost.

"Did I do something?" He asks me.

"You gave my mom money without talking to me about it! Wha-" Cutting me off he engulfs me in a tight hug. I could hear him sigh. He knew he was wrong for going behind my back.

"I know. But I really want us to work, and if we do decide to get married I want to take care of my in-laws too. Your family is also my family and vice versa. I love you _____. I know you don't believe me. And I understand why. I did you wrong. But I promise I will only stay loyal to you. I want this. I realized that I belong with you. I want to be a family." He says sincerely.

I love you too, Elijah...forever