Page 36 of This Is Law 3

Chapter Fourteen

SORAYA ‘YAYA’ CRAWFORD

Like we’d just stepped out of some five-star resort, that was tucked away on a private island in the Caribbeans, and there were photographers, and videographers outside to capture this moment, I smiled big, as Law scooped me up off my feet, carrying me bridal style, and he kissed me on the lips.

This romantic moment all for the courthouse.

We just signed papers, making us husband, and wife again.

With the hand that wasn’t holding me up, were the warm papers because our marriage documents were fresh out of the printer.

I had my arms wrapped around Sevyn’s neck, happy in this moment, not looking at it as us being toxic, but more so looking at it, thinking that we’d got it right this time.

“I love you, baby,” he let me know, and I knew that he meant it. I leaned over, kissing him multiple times on his lips, having my eyes water a little bit.

“I love you more,” I assured him.

He lowered me down to the ground, and I turned around, so that I could look at the witnesses that had come with us this afternoon.

I brought along my mom, my twin sister, Milan, and our boys.

Because my dad couldn’t come back to the U.S.

, Shai had been on facetime with him while we were in court, so he was able to virtually witness this moment.

When Law asked me in Jamaica to marry him again, I meant it when I told him that this time, I didn’t want to do anything grand.

We did something grand the first time. I still had our wedding photo book back at the house, and when you skim it, you’ll see that that wedding didn’t come with a budget.

Because we did it big the first time, and that marriage ended up crashing, I wanted to do something simple this time.

Something small, and intimate, where we were surrounded by the people that we loved.

“And ya’ll better do it right this time.

In this life, certain people were just made for one another, and I truly believe that you two were meant for each other.

You were meant to bring these beautiful children into this world and grow old together.

Make it right this time,” my mom said, pulling me to her, so that I could hug her.

When we got back from Jamaica, I just knew that my mom was going to talk shit about us getting married again, but she didn’t.

She immediately wanted all the details, and when I told her that it was just going to be something small at the courthouse, she quickly wanted the dates, saying that she was going to be there to witness it.

Here I am, thinking that it was just going to be Law and I at the courthouse, but the ones closest to me wanted to be there for this special moment, so I allowed them to.

During the quick service, I remember looking over at my boys, and they were both standing in the back with proud smiles on their handsome faces, and their smiles made me so emotional because I knew that if anyone in the world wanted me, and Law back together, it was them.

I know what it did to our family when we separated.

The boys used to always tell me that they didn’t like it when they would leave me in the house on the weekends by myself, so that they could go with their dad.

We had our little family back, with two tiny humans that were on the way, and I couldn’t wait for the memories that we were going to create this time around.

“I just can’t stop staring at this ring. I didn’t think that anything could top your previous ring, but this one right here… Law, you outdid yourself brother,” Milan stated, lifting my left hand, and admiring the fat rock that sat on my ring finger.

I agreed with Milan. My last ring was a trending topic on social media for months.

It wasn’t the first ring that Law had ever gotten me.

I didn’t get my previous ring until about five years ago, and Law broke the bank on that.

It was a halo ring, with big diamonds that decorated the entire band.

The cut on that ring was massive, and I just remember being out in public, and women would stop me, just to ask me if they could see my ring.

I used to think that that ring was the ring of all rings, but standing here, looking at this beautiful rock that sat on my finger, I guess I was wrong.

This shape was more oval, and although it was twice as big as my last one, it had more of a sleek look to it, that made it appear more timeless.

Because of the diamonds that were dripping on it, it was almost like a symbol of our story.

We went through fire together, but here we were coming out, and we were shining brighter than before.

My sister came over, and she hugged me. Our hug was one of those where we rocked with each other back and forth.

Shai was another one that wanted Law, and I to get our shit together.

I remember when I first told her about the divorce, and she’d gotten so mad at me, telling me that I needed to fight for my marriage.

Ultimately, it came down to her just supporting whatever it was that made me happy, but I knew deep down, just like everyone else, she wanted us to stay together.

My boys came over, hugging me, and they slapped hands with their father, and hugged him too. They missed school today, so that they could be here with us, celebrating this moment. After all the hugging, and everything was over with, they took pictures of us.

Even though we didn’t have a big, over-the-top wedding, I still dressed up.

This moment would be one of our hundreds of memories that we had with each other, so I wanted to make sure that when we pulled out the photo album to look back on this day, I could brag on how good I looked.

I chose to go with a classic, clean look this morning.

The dress that I wore was strapless, and it was white.

It hugged me tightly, so that baby bump that Law has been swearing he was able to see lately, I was finally able to see the way that it was poking this morning in the dress.

The dress stopped mid- calf, and the length of it is what really gave it that classy look.

The white, Tom Ford heels that I paired with the dress went perfect.

Because I knew this moment was taking place today, I went to the hair salon yesterday after getting off work, so that I could have my hair washed, and blown out, giving me a cute roller set look.

This morning, I was able to give myself a side part, still having that soft curly look, and my make-up was done by me.

I felt so beautiful today. I had this glow radiating from me, and I knew it was because I felt genuine happiness.

Law cleaned up nice this morning as well, which was expected because this man looked good every day of the week.

He was wearing a black suit from the brand Brioni.

It was an Italian brand, and he owned plenty of suits from them.

It was perfectly altered to fit his body, and just like he’s been complimenting me all morning, telling me how nice I looked in my dress, I had been doing the same thing to him.

We took our pictures, and from there, we decided to all go out to lunch.

We weren’t that far from the restaurant Rusty Pelican, so that’s where we decided to go.

Being with my family, and my best friend was a special moment, and for whatever reason, I could feel Law’s energy heavy this afternoon.

I knew that he was happy that we’d got married, but I was so in tune with him that I could also feel like something was bothering him.

I knew what it was too. Technically, my family was his family because we have been a part of each other’s lives for so long, but I do feel in this moment, Law was feeling what it felt like to not have any of his family, like mother, and father here, celebrating this big moment for him.

Even with the things that he found out about Dutch, he didn’t have him here.

When we got married the first time, Dutch had been there for Law, playing that father role for him, but now he didn’t have it.

When we finished lunch, it was still early, and Law was driving, while I sat passenger, and the boys were in the back, with their phones in their hands, letting that take up their attention. I picked Law’s hand up, held it in mine, and I kissed the back of it.

“Let’s go see your mom,” I suggested, feeling like that would be best for this moment. He took his eyes off the road for a second, just so that he could glance over at me.

“You sure? We were up early this morning, and I know you probably tired, and want to lay down. We can do it tomorrow,” he suggested, always ready to be inconsiderate of his feelings, and choosing to put mine first. I squeezed his hand that was in mine, and I kissed the back of it again.

“Baby, I’m sure. I can sense when something is nagging at you, even when you don’t speak on it.

I had my mom today for me, my dad on facetime, and this time, you didn’t have Dutch, so I just don’t want you to be sad about it.

I just want to be there for you like your always there for me.

Solace is part of you, so let’s go see her, and she could celebrate this moment with us too,” I offered.

The fact that he smiled, and agreed to going to see his mom, proved to me that I was right about his feelings today.