The Italian's proposal

Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty-two

Melody

Melody woke up in a hospital bed, hours after finding herself in the parking lot of the building where she lived with Timothy.

She immediately felt his hand in hers. She blinked, still numb from the painkillers she imagined she received.

She only remembered feeling a very intense pain in her lower abdomen.

Instinctively, she put her hands on her abdomen.

“Hello princess,” she heard Timothy speak to her, moving closer and placing a kiss on her forehead. “You scared the hell out of me.”

“What happened? Is the baby okay?” fear began to take hold of her, and the tears immediately came down. “Please tell me my baby is okay,” she begged him.

“It’s okay,” he smiled slowly at her and she sighed in relief.

“Then why do you have that look on your face? If everything is fine, why are you looking at me like that?” she didn’t understand the reason for his stare.

She knew him long enough to know all the reactions he had, the way he behaved when he was scared or angry, and right now, something was bothering him, something was making him unsettled, and if everything was fine with her son, she couldn’t find any reason for him to feel and behave so strangely.

“You scared me...” he said to her again. “You passed out from the pain. In front of me. I almost didn’t manage to hold you up in time.”

“But you did,” she tried to reassure him, as she squeezed his hand and entwined his fingers with hers.

Her mouth felt numb and tasteless.

“I did.”

“So, what’s wrong?” she asked confused, her head was starting to hurt a little, and the light was bothering her.

“The girl’s fine,” she heard him say.

The girl, the baby? The girl was fine?

Did he say that?

Did he mean she was going to have a girl? They were going to be parents to a beautiful girl, a female, her traveling companion, a gift from heaven.

She didn’t have time to think about what she wished to have, any gender was going to be well received, and she was going to care for her as her very own life, if not more so.

“Are we having a girl?” she asked slowly.

“It’s a girl,” Timothy smiled, and she let out a happy cry.

“Oh, don’t cry!”

“It’s from happiness, I swear it’s from happiness,” she sighed contentedly, “I’m excited. We can officially start getting the room ready.”

Timothy was smiling, but the gesture, didn’t quite reach his eyes.

That worried her.

Even though she was quite numb from the painkillers, she couldn’t help but notice that something was wrong with him.

“My love, what’s wrong? It makes me sad to see you like this. You look like someone died.”

“I panicked as I was lifting you in my arms and Clark was bringing us to the hospital. I was dying of anguish. You were unresponsive,” Timothy let out a lone tear and looked at her with his eyes wider than usual. “I thought I was going to lose you! You wouldn’t move, you didn’t respond when I called you. I.... I didn’t know what to do...”

“You brought me to the hospital. You saved me. You did what you had to do and so much more.”

“Forgive me,” he whispered.

“For what? Because you take care of me? For holding me when I needed you the most?”

Slowly she began to remember the whole situation with Richard and how bad she felt when she heard what he said to her, about her child was just a means to get money.

He didn’t want her baby.

He never had and uselessly, she thought he might be interested that when the baby was born, he would want to be a part of her life.

But she was wrong.

Richard just wanted to take advantage of them.

“I got so scared I called your family.” Timothy then said.

She looked at him in confusion. Was her father there?

Had they gone to see her? She didn’t know how long she slept.

letting his full weight fall off her body. “I’ll die if I lose you. If you were ever taken from me,

She didn’t want to see him suffer. “I’m here. We’re together. What did the doctors tell you? Why

Today’s impression, what happened with Richard... it was

fine,” she repeated to

if I don’t go to any of the offices, I’ll see that you’re fed and taken

at the intensity with which he

was always like that

felt everything with his heart. And that fascinated

contributed to that difficulty myself,

fall into that vicious circle. You want to carry all the weight on your

I hadn’t

have gouged his eyes out myself. My child is not a trading toy. And let me tell you my darling...” he stood up a little and looked into

at her

you, will be the father of my daughter and any others we have. We will find

you,”

and Allegra

slightly and scratched the back of his neck, his eyebrows crossed, a gesture he made when he

you? I think I should talk to them to let them know I’m

that, it’s not only Allegra and your father that are here,” he let out a regretful sigh and continued, “your mother came too. She wants to see

Lydia was outside.

with tears and an ache settled in her

not ready to see her,” Timothy reached out again and stroked her hair, arranging

all over his face

asked in a daze. “Did my mother

worry. You came

grabbing his hand. “I’m

chronic anemia,” he corrected. “If you had been alone, I don’t even want to think what could have

you reacted quickly. You saved me,” she smiled openly at him, but then gave way to uncertainty. “Did my mom say anything to

with her hand in his, “she got there before your father and Allegra. She was devastated,” he confessed, “it broke my soul to see her like that. She reminded me of you. You cry the same way. You cry with real pain, with

them,” she said in

hours, waiting to come in and see you. She was the first to arrive, she asked Troy directly because she thought I was hiding information from her,” Timothy shook his

to know that her mother had taken care of her all her life, always being there when she needed

she got

was a

mother was the one who

daughter with

if she wanted to risk that joy being ruined by

tesoro, I understand you, I know what you have suffered, but I also think she has suffered

should see her? Do you think I should forgive

you that answer. I can’t tell you who to forgive or when to forgive. All I want you to know, your mother is your mother, and she will remain your mother until the day the world ends. Because even if she dies in a hundred years, she will still

break something, she knew he was right. Worse yet, it hurt at the thought of seeing Lydia, she would remember how Lydia

a chance to have your parents in health and wellness, to love them without the fear of losing them in a few months,” she knew he spoke for his own situation. His father was a constant worry, his health was going to deteriorate, and no one could prevent

logic, she agreed to see Lydia. On the one condition, that if things

was

your decision,” he replied, when she told him she was only going to give her that chance. “You decide when to listen to her,

her to come

pressed a kiss to her lips, and she

the door closed, and he

that must have been bigger than Lucy’s entire apartment. She still wasn’t digesting the fact that she was the future wife of someone with as much money

that moment of ranting and rambling, the bedroom

stared at her from the doorway, not quite finished

I think we have a lot to talk,” she

sounded shaky and

automaton and closed the door behind

a word. Melody struggled to sit up, the numbing effect on her body was lessening and little by little, she felt her sanity and strength returning to

looking at her with compunction and a little embarrassed, which Melody

how deteriorated her mother looked. She was wearing a white vertical striped dress with wine red, teacher’s shoes and

first move, if they didn’t start talking, they

said, taking charge

thing to do was

that you almost murdered someone because they

said

for your concern,

I don’t deserve your attention, or your words.... Not to

wasn’t the worst mother, Lydia continued

to her chest. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness; I don’t deserve even your look. But it’s just that when Allegra called me and told

a lump in her throat.

okay. I couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore, as if my daughter wasn’t between life and death.”

to take

be difficult to talk to her, for the most complicated thing about being human was

words did not flow.

remained

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