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Kira looked skeptical. She probably thought Antonio’s presence was not comforting. I didn’t get angry at that. It was not for many people.
“Will it make you feel better if he is there?” she asked.
I nodded, but a lump was in my throat. “Well, it will if I am pregnant, but if I am not…” That made me so anxious. It felt like if the test was negative, it would mean I really lost my chance at having a baby. “If I am not, I will feel like I failed him too.”
Kira shook her head, and her eyes filled with fire. “You can never fail him, Prisy. He should consider himself the luckiest man just because you chose him.” Then her expression softened a bit. “But if it is going to make you nervous, don’t wait for him. I can really come. I can be with you as you take the test.”
Not doing it alone sounded good, but I didn’t want to invite her just for this. I also knew Mia and Isabella were out of the question this time.
For the first time, I felt so unbearably alone in Chicago.
“You don’t have to come, but will you stay on the phone as I take a test.”
Kira nodded and then said, “Take three. We need to be sure.”
Yes, it was the best. I quickly got up and went to the bathroom. I had many tests ready. I peed as Kira listened to me and took three tests.
While waiting, I sat on the bathroom floor and listened to Kira. I was too nervous to talk, so she tried to relax me with unrelated topics. She told me about stupid everyday things. She even told me about the weather in New York.
It was good. It emptied my brain.
At least it did until my alarm went off telling me the tests were ready.
My heart stopped, and I tried to take steady breaths. Kira looked worried all over again. “It is okay, Prisy,” she soothed me. “Even if they are negative, it is not the end. You will have a baby. You will make a great mother.”
I nodded, but I didn’t even focus on her words. This was the big moment. I couldn’t focus on anything but the tests.
I closed my eyes and rose from the floor. My phone was still in my hand, but Kira was silent now. She knew how much this was going to affect me. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes nervously. I looked at the three tests on the counter. I fluttered my eyes to make sure what I was seeing was right.
Then I started crying.
I looked at Kira’s sad face and smiled. “All three positive.”
Antonio
“This is the third attack. It is getting on my nerves,” said Salvatore from his chair.
I had the hardest time focusing on him. Being in his presence made me remember his fight with Priscilla. Those memories made it hard to focus on anything because I was still having a hard time understanding my emotions.
I had a catastrophe inside me, and I tried to keep it inside as best as I could.
My eyes went to my phone on the table. Dario informed me that he had taken Priscilla shopping a few hours prior. She’d usually send me photos of the things she bought. I found it so annoying that she constantly sent me useless text messages while I was in important meetings, but now that she didn’t, I yearned for it.
I wanted to see pictures of strawberry-shaped butter knives or her new glittery skirt. They seemed much more important than Russians attacking our drug deliveries.
“Zakharov doesn’t have the balls for this much pushing. Nothing came out from our investigation. Right, Antonio?”
I turned to Alessio and took a few seconds to gather my thoughts away from any type of heart-shaped decoration Priscilla loved. I needed to focus on the attack and Zakharov.
Igor Zakharov was a Pakhan of Bratva. After Salvatore’s win against him, he was not very loud. He hadn’t been a big problem for a while. Still, we thought he might be after the attacks because Russians were always our biggest enemies. With our truce to New York, we didn’t think anyone but Bratva could actually be bold enough to do this.
Yet, from the investigation we did with Alessio, nothing came out. I went home covered in blood a few nights because of it. Because we thought Priscilla’s attack was also caused by Russians, we really pushed them, but nothing came out.
I nodded as my brain filled with the wish to kill whoever gave the order to attack my wife, but I still managed an answer. “I agree. If it was them, we would get some answers.” Alessio and I were always good at that.
Salvatore asked, “Then who the fuck is doing this? Who is stupid enough?”
“Or smart enough,” suggested Valerio. He was here upon Salvatore’s request. He wanted to include Valerio as much as he could. I knew one reason was his failed attempts at having children with Mia. Most likely, Valerio was going to be his heir when he died.
