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Angelica looked around at the cafe and found her sisters near the window. She walked close to them.
“ A mhuirnín! ” Wendy got up excitedly and kissed her cheeks. “It's been so long! How are you doing?”
Dawn followed her promptly behind, with a worried expression. “You look exhausted, ma cherie .”
The three sisters didn't have many years apart, but while the identical twins had just started to have their hair gray, Angelica had some lost blond strands and few ginger individual hairs.
“You should give yourself more rest, you work like mad since your daughter was born!” Wendy sat still with her fingers intertwined with Angelica's.
“Don't worry about me, I want to hear you two.” She dismissed with a tender smile. “How are things going?”
That was the only thing the youngest needed to start spilling the tea. Stopping only to make her order. She told everything from her divorce, to the new discoveries, hobbies, about their grandparents' relatives and how that side of the family was a mess. Then she talked about her pets, her kid who was finally applying to a major, after years experimenting.
“Can you believe that after all this time he decided to go into fashion? What is that? Family blood acting up or something?” She joked, shaking her head. “Might throw my boy to you for a warm up, Angie.”
She sipped her tea. “Ailre will appreciate some help.”
Dawn perked up on that. “Isn't that Dwyn's... boyfriend?” She waved. “It's been so long, I remember when they were kids running in the backyard.”
“Husband.” Angelica corrected. “Th-He graduated last winter, and since the kids were born it's been quite hard for him.” She finished.
She noticed side eye Wendy counting on her fingers as Dawn let a surprised whisper. “Wow. She had kids?”
“You're a great-grandmother? Technically? Already?!” Wendy paled. “My son isn't even in college.”
Angelica twisted her lips, mixing her tea with a spoon. Afterall, her sisters didn't get pregnant before their engagement was even announced. They weren't set on a line of no return by their parents, they were able to choose.
She loved Cedar with all her heart, but the plans to get married were years away, after she established her work with her father or went on a course about fashion.
But then she discovered her pregnancy at nineteen, and her father was this close to disowning her because of the possible bastard. While her mother would have done it anyways if she didn't keep the child.
That without the part she'd be kicked out.
So she chose security. A hurried wedding, a complicated pregnancy and the survival of just one baby.
Angelica never knew if she should have been grateful for the fact.
“Is Camelia talking to Dwyn now? Since she's a grandma?” One of them asked, poking the scar.
“No. Dwyn doesn't want any contact with her.” She replied casually. “Can't blame her, after all those years.”
Wendy hummed. “Last time I talked with Mely she called Dwyn Diane.”
Angelica frowned, she knew it hadn't been that long since their meeting. Was Camelia doing that on purpose? If she was… it wasn't her place to say anything. She let her sisters talk about their lives, go on and on about their marriages, dates, events, families…
She couldn't help but wonder how different her life would be if she never got pregnant. She'd be missing out on so much, she'd never met the kids. And as rocky as their relationship was at the moment, she had many fond memories of Camelia's childhood. And Dwyn always felt like a second daughter to her.
Thinking back, there was no reason to wonder. Her life might not be perfect, but it is what it is.
And she wouldn't change a single thing.