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.

the hallway,” he moved a little closer to her and laid his head on her chest, not letting his full weight fall off her body. “I’ll die if I lose you. If you were ever taken from me, I don’t know what

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

eat better. Today’s impression, what happened

fine,” she repeated to him again.

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

smiled at the

was always like that with him.

everything with his heart. And that fascinated

have been selfish. 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 look how

him. “Don’t fall into that vicious circle. You want to carry all the weight on your shoulders and it’s

hadn’t hit

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...” he

looked at

of my daughter and any others we have. We

promise you,” he

my father and Allegra to come

neck, his eyebrows crossed,

I should talk to

Allegra and your father that are here,” he let out a regretful sigh and

Lydia was outside.

it flooded her eyes with

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

felt all over his face and

a daze. “Did

all worry. You came here

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

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

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

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 my soul to see her like that.

them,” she said in

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 head as

that her mother had taken care of her all

when she got

she was

her mother was the one who insisted that she aborted her

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

if she wanted to risk that joy being

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

I should see her? Do you

to forgive. All I want you to know, your mother is your mother, and she will remain your mother until the day the

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

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

by his words and logic, she agreed to see Lydia. On the one condition, that if things didn’t work

was too

she told him she was only going to give her that chance. “You decide when to listen to her, when to see her, and most importantly, it’s yours and yours alone, the decision

to come

a kiss to her lips, and she closed her

closed, and

must have been bigger than Lucy’s entire apartment. She still wasn’t

of ranting and rambling, the bedroom

from the doorway, not quite

we have a lot to talk,” she tried to sound confident and calm, but she knew

voice sounded shaky and

automaton and closed the door behind

passed and neither of them said a word. Melody struggled to sit up, the numbing effect on

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

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

start talking, they would

mom,” Melody said, taking charge of

wanted her mother to start talking to her, the best thing to

because they wouldn’t give

was worried,” she said after

your

agree to see me after the way I treated you? I don’t deserve your attention, or your words....

her that she wasn’t the worst mother, 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 called me and told me what happened to you, I didn’t think, I

with a lump in her throat. One that was

couldn’t stay without knowing you were okay. I couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore, as if my daughter wasn’t

explained to take the weight off the pain her mother was

knew it must be difficult to talk to her, for the most complicated thing about being human

words did

remained perennial.

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