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.

on her chest, not letting his full weight fall off

going to lose me,” his suffering broke her heart. She didn’t want to see him suffer. “I’m here. We’re together. What did the doctors tell you? Why did

eat better. Today’s impression, what

repeated to

you will be. I’ll take care of you. Even if I don’t go to any of the

at the intensity with which he

like that with him.

everything with his

selfish. I’ve seen you through difficult weeks, I’ve contributed to that difficulty

circle. You want to carry all the weight on your shoulders and it’s not right.”

hadn’t hit

have hit him myself,” she told him with impetus and assurance. “I would have gouged his eyes out myself. My child is not a trading toy. And let me tell you my darling...”

looked at her confused.

to be a part of my daughter’s life. Our daughter’s. You, and only you, will be the father of my daughter and any others we have. We will find a way to keep Richard, with

you,” he

father and Allegra to come

back of his neck, his eyebrows crossed, a gesture he made when he

didn’t you? I think I should talk

that are here,” he let out a regretful sigh and continued, “your mother came too. She wants to

Lydia was outside.

thought of it flooded her eyes with tears and an

see her,”

hair felt all over

daze. “Did my mother come?

all worry. You came here

she asked grabbing his hand. “I’m fine and you already told me the baby is fine.

you had been alone, I don’t even want to think what

gave way to uncertainty. “Did my mom say anything to you? Didn’t she want to come? Did you

and sad,” he sat on the edge of the bed and lingered with her hand in his, “she got there before your father and Allegra. She was devastated,” he confessed, “it broke

sure she has them,” she said in a scathing tone, “at least not

was the first to arrive, she asked Troy directly because she thought I was hiding information from her,” Timothy shook his head as if he didn’t

taken care of her all her life, always being there when she needed

when she

she was a

she realized that in truth, her mother was the one who insisted that she

with Timothy, to

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 enough because of the

see her? Do you think I should forgive

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

was right. Worse yet, it

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

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

already was

“You decide when to listen to her, when to see her, and most importantly, it’s yours and

her to come

her lips, and she closed her eyes to enjoy his

door closed, and

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

bedroom door

stared at her from the

to talk,” she tried to sound

sounded

automaton and closed

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

stood at the other end of the room, looking at her with compunction and a little embarrassed, which Melody

wearing a white vertical striped dress with wine red, teacher’s shoes and her hair pulled

if they didn’t start talking, they would end up reaching two thousand

said, taking

wanted her mother to start talking to her, the best thing to do was to make her understand that she was

someone because they wouldn’t give you enough

said after

your

to see me after the way I treated you? I don’t deserve

she wasn’t the worst mother, Lydia continued speaking

wallet to her chest. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness; I don’t deserve even

lump in her throat. One that was eager for her to let him

couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore, as if my daughter wasn’t between life

she explained to take the weight off the pain her

for the most complicated thing

words did not

remained perennial.

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