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.

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

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 I faint?”

to eat better. Today’s impression, what happened

repeated to him again.

don’t go to any of the

be paranoid,” she smiled at the intensity

always like

his heart.

you through difficult weeks, I’ve contributed to that difficulty myself,

said interrupting him. “Don’t fall into that vicious circle. You want

hadn’t

his eyes out myself. My child is not a trading

he looked at

and any others we have. We will find a way to keep Richard, with his ill will and

you,” he

father and Allegra to

slightly and scratched the back of his neck, his eyebrows

you? I think I should talk to them

and your father that are here,” he let out a regretful sigh and continued, “your mother came

Lydia was outside.

flooded her eyes with tears and an ache settled in her

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

hair felt all over his face and

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

worry. You

she asked grabbing his hand. “I’m fine and you

anemia,” he corrected. “If you had been alone, I don’t even want to

nothing happened. And you reacted quickly. You saved me,” she smiled openly at him, but then gave way to uncertainty. “Did my mom say anything to you? Didn’t she want to

was so worried 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 my soul to

in a scathing tone, “at

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 if he didn’t believe what he

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

when she

was a

when she realized that in truth, her mother was the

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

joy being ruined by her mother, and

I

you think I should see her? Do you

and she

right. Worse yet, it hurt at the thought of seeing Lydia, she would remember how Lydia turned her back

without the fear of losing them in a few months,” she knew he spoke for his own

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

was too

to give her that chance. “You decide when to listen to

her to

a kiss to her lips, and she closed her eyes to enjoy his

closed, and he walked

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 as

and rambling, the bedroom door opened again

at her from the

close the door. I think we have a lot to talk,” she tried to

sounded

like an automaton

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

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

was wearing a white vertical striped dress with

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

mom,” Melody said, taking charge of

thing to do was to make her understand that she

someone because they wouldn’t give you enough information about

she said

for your concern,

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

that she wasn’t the worst mother,

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

her with a lump in her throat. One that was

you were okay. I couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore, as if my daughter wasn’t between life

to take the weight off the pain her

to her, for the most complicated thing about being human was approaching someone she hurt, seeking their forgiveness.

did

remained

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