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 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

me,” his suffering broke her heart. She didn’t want to see him suffer. “I’m

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

repeated to him

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

paranoid,” she smiled at the intensity with which he spoke.

always like that with him.

everything with his heart. And that fascinated

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

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

hadn’t hit

eyes out myself. My child is not a trading toy. And let me tell you my darling...” he stood up a little and looked into her eyes, “you were right.”

he looked at her

my daughter and any others we have. We will find a way to keep Richard, with his ill will and need for money, away

promise you,” he

and Allegra to come

away from her slightly and scratched the back of his neck, his eyebrows crossed, a gesture he made when he didn’t know how to say something important.

I should talk to them to let them know I’m

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

Lydia was outside.

eyes with

her, I’ll understand, I’ll tell her you’re not ready to see her,”

all

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

all worry. You came here

look at me...” she asked grabbing his hand. “I’m fine and you

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

him, but then gave way to

Allegra. She was devastated,” he confessed,

has them,” she said in a scathing

know, cara mia. I see her worried about you. She’s been here for hours, waiting to come 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

a little happy to know that her mother had taken care of her all her

when she got

was a real

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

was about to have a daughter with Timothy,

being ruined by

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

see her? Do you

to forgive or when to forgive. All I want you to know, your mother is your mother, and she will remain

right. Worse yet, it hurt at the thought of seeing Lydia,

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,

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

was

going to give her that chance. “You decide when to listen to her, when to see her, and most importantly, it’s yours and

her to come

to her lips, and

closed, and he walked

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

bedroom door opened again and through

at her from the doorway,

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

sounded

acted like an automaton

effect on

other end of the room, looking at her with compunction and a little

She was wearing a white vertical striped

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

Melody said, taking

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

almost murdered someone because they

she said

for your concern,

you stand there so calmly? How could you agree to see me after the way I treated you? I don’t deserve your attention, or your words.... Not to mention your love. I’m the worst

correct her that she wasn’t the worst mother,

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

her with a lump in her throat. One

I couldn’t stay at home quietly anymore,

explained to take the

most complicated thing about being human was approaching someone she hurt, seeking their

did

remained

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