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 her body. “I’ll die

his suffering broke her heart. She didn’t want to see him suffer. “I’m here. We’re together.

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

repeated to him again.

be. I’ll take care of you. Even if I don’t go to any of the offices, I’ll see that you’re fed and taken care of.”

the intensity with

was always like that

felt everything with his heart. And

weeks, I’ve contributed to that difficulty myself, I haven’t had my eye

yourself,” she said interrupting him. “Don’t fall into that vicious circle. You want to carry all the weight on your shoulders and it’s not

hadn’t

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

he looked at

part of my daughter’s life. Our daughter’s. You, and only you, will be the father of my daughter and

promise you,”

tell my father and Allegra to

of his neck, his eyebrows crossed, a gesture

family, didn’t you? I think I should talk to

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

Lydia was outside.

with tears and

see her, I’ll understand, I’ll tell her you’re not ready to see her,” Timothy reached out again and stroked her hair, arranging

all

“Did my

worry. You came here

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

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

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

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 my soul to see her like that. She reminded me of you. You cry the same way. You

in

you. She 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

little happy to know that her mother had taken care

when she got

she was a

that in truth, her mother was the one

was about to have a daughter with Timothy, to be happy,

to risk that joy being ruined by her mother, and so she expressed that

know tesoro, I understand you, I know what you have suffered, but I also think she has suffered enough because of the bad decisions she

I should see her? Do

give 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

and break something, she knew he was right. Worse yet, it hurt

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

Lydia. On the one condition, that if things didn’t work out, she wasn’t going

already was

was only going to give her that chance. “You decide when to listen to her,

her to come

kiss to her lips, and she closed her

closed, and

apartment. She still wasn’t digesting the fact that she was the future wife of someone

the bedroom door

stared at her from the doorway, not quite finished

talk,” she tried

sounded shaky

an automaton and closed

struggled to sit up, the numbing effect on her body was lessening and little by little, she felt her

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

vertical striped dress with wine red, teacher’s shoes and her hair pulled back in a discreet

the first move, if they didn’t start talking, they would end up reaching two thousand twenty-five

mom,” Melody said, taking charge of

to her, the best thing to do was to make her understand that she

almost murdered someone because they wouldn’t give you enough information

was worried,” she said after a

your concern,

way I treated you? I don’t deserve your attention, or your

correct her that she wasn’t the worst mother, Lydia continued

to you to make you forgive me,” Lydia slowly walked over to the bed where she counted herself and hugged the wallet to her chest. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness; I don’t deserve even your look. But it’s just that when Allegra

she told her with a lump in her

you were okay. I couldn’t stay at home

just anemia,” she explained to take the weight off the

for the most complicated thing about being human was approaching someone she hurt,

words did not

guilt remained perennial.

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