Two months passed in a blink of an eye and Valencia had never been happier than now. It had been more than two months since she and Nash got together. When they got together, she had thought that he would eventually leave as she was a woman who came with a lot of baggage. If he wanted to be with her, he had to be responsible for her as well as her family.
After two months of their time together all she could say was that Nash was a family man, through and thorough. Not only, does he make her feel wanted but her little family too? Nash gave her son the kind of love Santiago always yearned for. He has heard stories of his father's heroism but he has no idea what it meant to be loved by a father. And Nash left no stone unturned in showing Santiago what he meant to her.
Sometimes, she would cry seeing them, spending time and playing together. It was such a beautiful picture that she dared not want to break. She loved this man so much. So much that she couldn't imagine her life without him now.
Persephone was arranging a get-together today and she had been too busy with the preparations. She would have helped her out if not for the important appointment she had set with a patient. It was late when she returned home.
Home. She suddenly smiled. How come this foreign country ended up becoming her home?
This was Santiago and Persephone's home, not her. But they treated her as if she was one of their own. And she felt that she was one of them. Even if she was mad at Santiago, she would never decline the fact that he was her brother. What kind of sister would not want her brother?
For years, they believed that he was no more and grieved for his loss. But now that he was before her, proving to her that he wanted them in his life and he loved them as much as they loved him, then who was she to push him back especially when she needed a big brother in her life to rely on?
This place somehow became her home. Santiago, Persephone and Eleanora became some of the most significant people of her life.
One day, she suggested that she move out as Eleanora was growing quickly and they needed space for their family. Santiago immediately declined that he would not let her live alone in a country she knew nothing about. Taking the chance, Nash asked if Valencia could move with him.
She chuckled when she recalled the dirty look Santiago had on her boyfriend. His brother said until and unless she left his home in a white dress, he would not allow his sister to ever move out.
This was how Valencia was forced to live with his brother even when she had a clingy boyfriend.
For today's party, she chose a dress that she and Persephone had brought several days ago. It was a beautiful magenta-coloured dress with puff sleeves and a high slit. Pairing it with matching earrings and heels, she came out of the room.
When she exited her room, she found the living room dead and empty. It was as if nobody lived here. With furrowed brows, she entered the patio where Persephone was holding the party and found it beautifully decorated with red roses. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her heart. Where was everyone and why did this place look so empty?
As she was about to turn back, she saw Nash dressed in a tuxedo coming her way. Did he look dashing in his ripped jeans, leather jacket and untamed hair but in a tuxedo and perfectly combed hair? He was hurtfully gorgeous.
What was he doing there wearing a tuxedo?
Wasn't he the one who said dressing as a classy man wasn't his forte?
Only she knew how much he despised wearing formal clothes?
He gave her a charming smile and then he did something she hadn't expected him to do!
He bent down on his knee holding a ring in his hand.
Valencia's eyes widened as her hands covered her mouth in surprise.
"You know what, darling? I don't know how to be chivalrous but Villain's Red said it's the oldest but trusted way of asking a woman to marry," Nash said with trembling hands. Realising that he said something he wasn't supposed to, he groaned, making Valencia chuckle as a tear slid down her cheek.
"I was supposed to say my speech," Nash muttered, frowning. Finally, clearing his throat, he began, "I met you when I had least expected to. As all said, I would be the last person on earth to get hitched. But what they didn't know was that there is only one woman who is capable enough of taming this rake."
A smile tugged on his lips showing his boyish charm, "They say opposite attracts and it seems they don't lie. You are mature whereas I am childish as heck. You know how to solve a problem and I only know how to jump into one. You are the most responsible person I know and I am the most irresponsible person every knows about."
"Even if we are poles apart, there is still something that we have in common," Nash said with a silly smile. "Our hearts beat for each other. Do you remember I once asked you what it will take to have you treat me?"
Valencia smiled and nodded.
"You said with a deadpan expression that a female reproductive system," Nash laughed, recalling that moment. "Babe I got something else for you."
Would he be Nash if he didn't talk dirty?
Not at all.
"You are incorrigible," Valencia groaned.
"Valencia Reynolds, I might not be the richest man not the most perfect but I can promise to be the most sincere to you," Nash said, making Valencia cry. "I will show you every moment we have tighter that I love you the most in the world. I love everything about you. I love your son, your brothers, your niece and everyone related to you and I swear to love you and everyone and everything related to you until my last breath. So, would you do the honor of marrying me?"
Valencia cried and laughed and fell on her knees to be on an equal level with him. And then, she hugged him tightly, crying against his chest.
"Hey, hey don't cry," Nash said, rubbing her back. He was restless seeing her crying. "Darling, if you don't want to marry me. It's okay. But please stop crying. You know I can't see tears in your eyes. I hate to see tears in your eyes. Please baby."
Instead of stopping crying, she cried even harder and hit his chest with her fist. "You are not allowed to take back your proposal."
Nash broke the hug and asked her with a huge smile,"Does it mean you agree to marry me?"
Valencia smiled shyly and nodded her head.
"Say it," Nash said, staring at her with a smile.
"I will marry you, Nash De Luca!" Valencia shouted.
"Say it again," Nash demanded.
"I will be your wife," Valencia said again.
"Once more, love," Nash asked.
Valencia smiled and kissed his lips. "I will marry you because I love you too. I love you a lot Nash. Let's get married soon and build our family."
The follower petals rained down and Nash kissed her senselessly and breathlessly. Standing up, he picked her up in bridal style and rained kisses all over her face.
Confetti showered on them as Junior Santiago came yelling in excitement and hugged Nash's legs. Nash placed Valencia on the ground and picked the little guy up in the air. He kissed his forehead. "Now that your mom said yes, you better start calling me yes as per the agreement."
Junior Santiago nodded and snaked his arms around his neck. He softly whispered, "Daddy."
Nash smiled at him. "Hi, son."
Junior shyly buried his head in his father's neck.
Valencia wiped her uncontrollable tears. This was such a precious sight. Oh, God. She never thought she was deserving of these happy moments.
Looking up, she whispered a heartfelt thank you to God.
Everyone else came booing and started congratulating the engaged couple. Persephone was the first one to hug her. Giving a thumbs up to Nash, she asked her best friend to show her the ring. It was a very stunning oval diamond ring.
Santiago walked to his sister and pulled her for a hug. He whispered, "Congratulations."
"Thank you, bro," She whispered back.
"If he ever troubles you, come to me,"Santiago said as he kissed her forehead. " Mom and Dad are not here to see this day but I am sure they are very happy for you."
Valencia nodded, suppressing a sob.
"No more crying, Val," Santiago said, wiping her years. "Let's shoulder the burden together."
Looking up, she wondered what if Jack was still here. Would this day ever come? The answer was simple -- No. But no one could write their own destinies.
She and Nash were predestined. She couldn't control who fate fixes you up with.
'I'm sure you are seeing us, Jack, 'She whispered in her heart.