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.

her chest, not letting his full weight fall off her body. “I’ll die if I lose

her heart. She didn’t want to see him suffer. “I’m here. We’re together. What did the

little anemic and you need to eat better. Today’s impression, what happened with Richard... it

repeated to

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

smiled at the intensity

like that

his heart. And that

I’ve seen you through difficult weeks, I’ve contributed to that difficulty myself, I haven’t had my eye on you properly and now

circle. You

hadn’t hit

gouged his eyes out myself. My child is not a trading toy. And

he 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 his ill

you,” he

father and Allegra to come in.”

eyebrows crossed, a gesture he made when he didn’t know how

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

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

Lydia was outside.

eyes with tears and an ache settled

see her,” Timothy reached out again and stroked her hair, arranging the bangs she had

felt all over his face

she come?” she asked in a daze. “Did my mother come?

all worry. You came

love, look at me...” she asked grabbing his hand. “I’m fine and you already told me the

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

way to uncertainty. “Did my mom say anything to you? Didn’t

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

said in a scathing tone, “at least

to arrive, she asked Troy directly because she thought I was hiding information from her,” Timothy shook

to know that her mother had taken care of her all her life, always being

she got

she was a real

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

she was about to have a daughter with Timothy,

being ruined by her mother,

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

you think I should see her? Do you think I should forgive

can’t 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 years, she will

she knew he was right. Worse yet, it hurt at the thought of

without the fear of losing them in a few months,” she knew he

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

already was too

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

her to

lips, and she closed her eyes to enjoy

door closed, and he walked

a place that must have been bigger than Lucy’s entire apartment. She still wasn’t digesting the fact that she was

rambling, the bedroom door opened again and through

her from

to talk,” she tried to sound confident and calm, but she knew

voice sounded shaky and

acted like an automaton and

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

her with compunction and a little embarrassed, which Melody could tell by the blush on her

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

them had to make the first move, if they didn’t start talking, they would end up reaching

said, taking charge of the

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

someone because they

worried,” she said after a few

your

the way I treated you? I don’t deserve your attention, or your words.... Not to mention

her that she wasn’t the

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

she told her with a lump in her throat. One that was eager for her to let him

I couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore,

take the weight off the pain her mother was

difficult to talk to her, for the most complicated thing

words did not

remained

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