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She would be his Silibri wife.
His mountain wife.
Living in the hills and tucked away.
Made love to when he returned to survey his grand hotel and then put on hold when he returned to Rome.
Or Florence.
Or England or France.
She wasn’t sophisticated enough to hold his arm and smile serenely as he conversed. Neither was she calm enough to stand holding the baby and wave him off with a smile. Nor was she discreet enough to turn a blind eye to his philandering ways.
And there would be philandering ways, Aurora was quite sure of that.
She had no experience, save for Nico. No tricks to keep him amused. Just her.
And being almost nine months pregnant, and already rejected as his bride, wasn’t a brilliant combination to inspire confidence.
Aurora would not be able to stand being a small part of his life—to live in the background. She was pure Sicilian and lava ran in her veins. She burnt at the thought of Nico with someone else—and, no, she would not stand back in dignified silence.
She moaned in horror at the thought of it.
‘Aurora?’ Louanna stood at the kitchen door. ‘Are you okay?’
‘No…’
She was scared and she was pregnant and she loved Nico so much that it hurt.
It hurt.
‘I can’t do this,’ she admitted.
‘You are doing this, Aurora,’ Louanna said. ‘Your baby is on its way.’
Aurora had changed her mind. ‘I’m not ready.’
But the baby was.
She was in labour—without the man she had loved all her life by her side.
That was the hard truth, wrung from her soul as she bore down and gritted her teeth and knew she would rather be alone that accept his crumbs.
No matter if those crumbs might be solid gold and would provide for her baby and keep her in style.
‘I hate him!’ she shouted as she gripped her thighs in the delivery suite and bore down.
‘Stop shouting and push,’ the doctor said.
But Aurora ignored medical advice and carried on with her rant. ‘He wants his freedom—he can have it!’ she declared loudly. ‘I’ll survive better without him.’
Aurora did not pick up on the midwife’s smile, but she got her support.
‘Yes, you will! Come on, Aurora—use that anger to push!’
She was furious, and it felt so good to be angry as she pushed her baby out. ‘I’ve got this,’ she declared.
‘You have, Aurora,’ the midwife said. ‘Come on—another big push.’
