Being married to a man you didn’t love was hard, but you got used to it. He didn’t talk to you anyway, you two just live together in his huge mansion. But don’t even look at each other.

The only person that was nice to you, his sister. She was an angel and a absolute sweetheart, and recently gave birth to a little girl. You and your husband visited her as soon as she was out of the hospital.

You and his sister stood in the livingroom, Miguel and her husband on the couch. She handed you her baby, you carefully held it in your arms.

"He’s looking at you." She smirked at you, "By the way, are you two gonna have kids sometime?" His sister asked curiously, whispering.