Seven years later,

Venessa's P.O.V

"Momma, momma wake up!." Nathan whines in his small voice while shaking my shoulders with his tiny hands.

"What is it my baby?" I mumbled wiping my eyes with the back of my hands in attempt to shake off my sleepiness and once I opened my eyes, grey eyes sparkling so bright met my hazel ones. Eyes that he got from his father.

"It's your birthday, momma." He exclaimed, excitedly showing off his two cute deep dimples on both ...