Chapter 92 - I`m a firm believer in fate.
Since they reunited, I know everyone has been wondering. When did Della give birth? When was she even pregnant? Is Andre the father? Just one look at the boy and you already know the answer to that one. I had the pleasure of meeting their son, such a sweetheart. He is so kind and playful, hide your boys and girls because I see an epidemic of heartbreak that will be caused by Le-Andre junior.
"The pregnancy ofcourse wasn't planned." Adela commented.
"I think it was.." Andre interjected.
The couple argued for a bit concerning this topic. I couldn't exactly make out the confirmed truth and yes, this may sound vulgar but.. Adela claimed they weren't planning and Andre claimed he had done what he did purposely.. he just didn't think it would happen that quick.
"You never told me this.." Adela whispered. I managed to slip in some questions that any curious follower of this story would have wanted to know. They were really nice enough to let me ask the very personal questions as well. You know how you see people isn't always how they actually are. I thought Andre would be pompous and arrogant but he was quite the opposite. Jeanine well seemed nice and Adela was an absolute sweetheart. As a journalist, I tried to cover this in the most nine-biased manor possible.
"No, I didn't know that she was pregnant."
"It was all my fault, she tried to tell me but I didn't give her the chance. She only left because I had asked her to."
"I only met my son over a year ago."
He seemed really overwhelmed while speaking about this. I didn't want to push any further. It must be hard to try and build a relationship with a fully grown child who has a mind of his own and will have many questions as to where he was?
"I didn't hide his son from him."
"I decided, when he was old enough he could decide if he wanted to look for his father. I would never take that away from him."
"I had to drop out of college for two years. Things got hectic and I just couldn't afford it anymore but I eventually found my father who out of his own goodwill helped me out with a lot. So I managed to graduate and raise my son."
As you know like some sort of Disney fairytale story. Adela turned out to be Garreth McCarthy's daughter, the English tycoon from Manchester. What a small world we live in. So yes, the McCarthy in Illinois federal prison is not her father.
"I wasn't looking for her but I just coincidentally found her.
"Well.. I can't really say but feelings that return are feelings that had never left. Deep down I could never find it in me to hate her."
"If I hadn't found her well.. that's tough! Kind of hard imagining my life without her. I'm a firm believer in fate."
I didn't know if it was just me or Andre had turned out to be a philosopher with his answers.
"I honestly didn't think, I would see him again. I tried my best to lay off the places that he would usually be seen or found at. It was just a coincident that my son conversed with him and yes I do teach him not to speak to strangers but he is pretty stubborn." Adela expressed. I could tell by the way she talked about her son that she was downright fond of him. My next questions were concerning the future. I had, had enough of the past and all this time traveling. I know they were also tired of reliving the most horrendous time in their lives.
"I had described the ring in one of my writing and Andre went on and had it drawn out then custom made. I love it."
"Anything for milady.." Andre teased.
"We got married in France, it was a small private wedding."
"No no this is it, we won't be having anymore kids."
"We're expecting twin girls. I'm really excited, Andre is like ten times more excited."
"I'm hundred times excited." Their son intervened into the room. He was such a ball of energy. I adored that he was really respectful. Jeanine seemed really close with the boy. It made me see her differently as well. Maybe tragic things happen so we can change for the better. In the meantime I got to interview, our little playboy.
"Girlfriend... ew ew yuck!"
"My favorite color is green, dark green."
"When I grow up, I want to be tall and big like my dad."
"I want to work at Ritz Carlton hotel like my mom."
Fully surprised and amused I asked him why?
"There are really nice people there... like Tim and it's fun. I like to help people so I can bring all the homeless people and make them stay there."
At this point, I already knew maybe he wouldn't be a heartbreaker. He had such a big caring heart. I had to ask for one last thing before I finalized my visit.
"Will I be getting a scope of the girls?" I asked trying really hard not to push for it. They looked at each other before turning to look at me.
"Maybe.. maybe not."
I hope they do. This was a great experience and I learnt a lot from judgement of people and life experiences. Suddenly I yearned to have the type of love that they shared. I yearned to also have a son or just a kid. I suddenly wondered who was against me but pretending to wish me all the best. I came to realize that we never fully have control of our lives and like Andre... I believe in fate.. destiny. It's out there, we all have one already written.. we're just waiting to go through it. The verve was right..
'Life is a bittersweet symphony'
- Molly Hallman, People's gossip column.