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Her hands danced around my hair. I wanted to stay like this forever. I wanted to hold her like this every day. I wanted to get old with her.
I wanted to love her until the day I died.
And even after.
I opened my mouth to say it again.I love you.
But before I could, her worried voice came, “Antonio?”
I pulled back to look at her face. Her pretty green eyes, her delicate features, all of it were filled with anxiety. “Yes, Love?”
“You need to take me to a doctor,” she said, sniffing.
My heart stopped. “What? Why? What is wrong?” My eyes roamed over her, trying to see what was wrong.
Was she bleeding? I would give her my blood.
Did she need a kidney? I would give her my own.
I would give anything to make her well.
“NothingNothing,” she slurred, cupping my face. Her eyes were glossy. I hated that. “I am just scared. I need to know he is okay.”
He.
Our baby.
A hot tear fell to her cheek, and I immediately kissed it away. “Everything is okay. I promise. I will make everything okay. Just trust me.”
She nodded, hugging me close again. “I trust you.”
I again buried my face into her hair and lifted her in my arms. I kissed the smooth skin of her neck and whispered again, “I love you.”
This time I knew she heard me as I carried her back to the car.
Chapter 39
Priscilla
I closed my eyes. I was in an oasis of serenity. Antonio was sitting behind me, his hands between my hair, braiding love into it. My hands were resting on his thighs on either side of me, my fingers softly brushing his skin.
We were alive.
I pulled one hand away to touch my lower abdomen and smiled, thinking our child was there. His baby was inside me, growing.
We were all alive.
Today, just when he was carrying a very amazed me in his arms, Alessio pulled up with his car. He promised to take care of everything as Antonio took me to the doctor. I was in shock because of everything that had happened, and I was scared for the baby. I couldn’t form words, but I heard the ones he did.
The doctor confirmed my pregnancy, and she told us the baby was okay. Since I was only five weeks along, we couldn’t hear the heartbeats, but it was okay. We would hear it eventually. He was not going anywhere for a while.
It was also too early to know the gender, but I kept thinking of the baby as a he. It was just a feeling.
Antonio held my hand throughout the doctor's appointment and kissed me after the good news. First, my palm and then my lips. He gave me so much love. He always gave me so much love, but this felt different. It was almost like he was holding himself back before, and now he was free from his anchors.
I loved it.
I didn’t know if it was the result of almost losing me or his near-death experience, but I still loved it. How could I not?
