Baby Mine

Adelaide Elizabeth Parrilla was born to Lana Maria Parrilla and has an unknown father. Lana didn't want to expose her baby to celebrity life so gave lil Addie up for adoption. When Adelaide was one Lana decided to look for her baby and finds Addie just a few weeks before her third birthday. It was difficult at first but a happy ending is at the end of the tunnel


28. Lana's Secret

Lana’s POV

         That morning when I went out with the girls, Bex and I took a route that I wasn’t familiar with. We stopped on a corner near the cemetery and got out.

“What are we doing here? Aren’t we supposed to meet Jen and Ginny at Paradise Nails?”

“Lana, I wanted to show you something.”


         Bex took my arm and drug me a few yards. We stopped in front of this huge monument. I looked at it and read the inscription Here lies a great hero, someone who was unknown to the world, a child that wasn’t born but saved the life of his mother when she was still a teenager. The teen was depressed and ready to die. Her son gave her his life. He died soon before birth and knew his mother would do great things in life.

“Rebecca what is this?”

“Lana, I found out something that you should know?”


         Bex hands me the white manila folder. I opened it and found a picture of me from about fifteen years before. I was pregnant and standing next to my dad. He was so happy to learn that he was going to have a grandchild. He didn’t even care that I wasn’t married. He was just happy to have a grandson. I miscarried him before his birth. It was a story only a few people knew and it was the reason why I gave Addie up.

“Does Sean know?”

“He found it. He was going to confront you but I told him that your sister should.”

“Who else knows?”

“Just me and Sean.”

“I lost him, why is there a statue?”

“I read up on the statue, your father had it built anonymously soon after you started working as an actress. He wanted to honor his grandson.”

“So, you know that Addie and Allie aren’t my only two children?”

“Yes. Come on let’s go.”

“It’s been fourteen years Bex, today since I lost him.”

“I know.”

“Where did you find the file? Where did Sean find it?”

“He has access to your medical records. He found it when you two got married.”

“Let’s go get our nails painted a pretty pink.”

“Let’s shall we.”

         We got back into the car and drove off. I was lucky that my son’s birth hadn’t killed me. I gave away Adelaide because not only was I depressed but because I thought if I kept her I would end up losing her like I lost my son. I killed my son and I didn’t want to kill my daughter.

“I gave away Addie because I thought I would be a terrible mother. I killed him Bex, I killed him before he was born.”

“Lana times have changed, you’ve changed. I’ve seen you with Addie, you should’ve kept her.”

“I have her now.”

“So, all three of your children have different fathers.”

“Yes, all three.”

         By that time, we had already gotten to Paradise Nails. Jen and Ginny were already waiting for us. We were seated and I began speaking.

“I have something to say. I don’t want any input. Bex, can talk but that’s it.”

“Go on sis.”

“14 years ago, today I lost my son. I never told anyone because no one needed to know. Now I have to tell people because I feel like I should and Bex and Sean both know.”

“Lana we’re so sorry.”

“Don’t be Jen it happened a long time ago. I have my two little girls who need their mommy. I’ve learned to let go of the past and live in the moment.”

         When we were finished getting our toes painted pretty pink, Bex got out her phone and showed a picture that Marcus had sent her. Lizzie was sleeping next to Liam in the crib. It was adorable. Hugo and Oliver were staring down at one and in the video Hugo said.

“Daddy I want one.”

“Oh! Ginny, it looks like your baby wants his baby.”

“Too bad, Hugo’s not going to get a baby.”

“Aw! Looks like I win, I have the most children.”

“Lana, stop it.”

“No Bex.”

         We said our goodbyes and Bex took me home. When I got home I said goodbye to my sister and went into the house. Sean was in the middle of an episode of Game of Thrones.

“We need to talk.”

“The file?”

“Yes, about my son.”

         I sit down next to him and he kisses me. He puts his arms around my waist and kisses my neck. He then puts a hand over Allie and kisses my belly. 

“Lana, why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“I didn’t want too Sean. I don’t want to now but you already found out.”

“What was his name?”

“Isaiah Sylvester Parrilla.”

“Oh Lana, I love you baby and after Allison we can have a son if you want.”

“Maybe, I’ve always wanted a son.”

“So, it’s been 14 years today since what? Miscarriage, still born?”

“He was already dead when I miscarried.”

“How do you know?”

“The doctor wanted to induce labor to get him out when I was at six months, um then I miscarried today fourteen years ago. Where’s Addie?”

‘She’s upstairs sleeping. We’re going to be parents in March….”

“I have something to show you.”

“Let me go change. I’m tired, I want my feather pajamas. I’ve been emotional today.”

“Okay, I love you.”

“I love you too Sean.”

         I walk upstairs and Sean follows me. We walk into the bedroom and the first thing I see is Addie’s old cradle. It was a rocking cradle covered with white lace and rainbow trim. I stop and stare then I turn to Sean and point to it.

“What’s that?”

“Addie’s old cradle, and Allie’s new one.”

“I’ve decided I’m not having a baby shower. We have all of Addie’s old clothes that are technically new because they haven’t been unboxed or worn. Even though I bought them three years ago.”

“Were you excited to have a son?”

“Yes, I bought him so many things. After I miscarried, Mom returned everything.”

“So, get dressed.”

         I took of my clothes and slipped into my pajamas. Sean takes my arm and a key from under his pillow. He puts his hands over my eyes and we walk, I didn’t know where we were walking but we walked. I can hear a key in a door and it swing open.

“I got Addie’s cradle down for this.”

         He takes his hands off my eyes and all I see are rainbow colored swirls, Allie’s name in pink on the wall. Addie’s handprints on the baseboards and that beautiful chandelier that I loved when I was younger. I examine every drawer and the closet is packed with dresses and shoes.

“Sean did you do this?”
“Yes, I started the nursery when I found out you were pregnant.”

“Four months of hard work for this? It’s beautiful Sean, thank you so much.”

“No thank you.”

“For what?”

“For giving me a reason to create a nursery.”

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