A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Alena

An ending..

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A happy ending.

Everyone wanted their happy ending. If I were to ask a random stranger down the street, he was going to admit it, we were

if they wanted to. all waiting for our ending-a happy and satisfying one. Nobody could tell me otherwise eve

However, was it really easy to achieve the happy ending? The grand finale?

I

didn't think it was possible for everybody.

f only my epilogue was the reality.

In fact, it was not. It was my dream, my beautiful ending, and it was out of my grasps. The sad truth I needed to live with for the rest of my life, maybe an eternity if I was immortal. How could someone as hopeful as me ended up being crushed and disappointed? I really wante wanted an answer My heart ached. Felt as i I was stabbed.

Marco was a hope. My hope, until I lost him forever, and he left me with nothing to be hopeful for-it was as if everything in me was gone, the spirit, the joy, and even the ambition. I had wished for it to come true. Why did it have to go?

I recalled back the night at the emergency room, where I had cried my heart out.

hands were shaking,

My han

and

I my eyes were swollen from crying while Matteo held me close. He never left my side throughout everything because he wanted to show me how much he cared, how much he loved, how much he prioritised. Yet, I had pushed him away. I knew better than to lean onto myself. I was selfish. "I'm here, baby." Matteo whispered, repeatedly as he soothingly rubbed my back.

I couldn't utter a single word as I sobbed, trying to stop the tears from falling down my cheeks and wet my shirt, but it was impossible. The devastating news had caused me to stumble backwards.

"He's gone... I can't feel him," I whimpered, touching my stomach.

Matteo kept quiet as he continued to pull me close.

I could feel his arms around me. I could feel his touch soothing me

It was my

as if he wasn't in this boat with me. It was his loss too, it wasn't just my baby. It was our baby; we were hopeful for our Marco, for our first born. Yet, we were

eyes closed at the words, feeling the heartache as it repeated in

sorry, I'm really sorry. There is no longer a

do you

"I'm really sorry

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a death

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the past few days, I hadn't felt anything abnormal except for a mild vaginal bleeding. It wasn't any heavy bleeding, and I had told Matteo about it. We were probably scared if it was a sign of something bad, but as soon as I

the hospital, I had grew anxious. Matteo and I didn't bother to say a word as he drove as fast as he

assigned doctor was worried, she immédiately checked

face that had caused me to grip my husband's hand, afraid

nothing good.

heartbeat.' It

My

seconds to process the information, but I knew I had hit a dead end when

being given time to process. To

sweet words into my ears as an attempt to calm

can't be happening." I looked up at my husband, "We can't

injured himself and the

"I

It's not your fault," he

"I killed him."

Alena, don't say that."

by my own thoughts, but I heard a few things in between 'it's never your fault, baby' and 'we have to be strong. However, I had managed to push those

If

only

spent a couple of hours, multiple times every morning in the bathroom,

medical leaves because all

I

help. He never thought

Matteo had

endless loop of pain-I tried to

I was still

I was in denial.

my name, but I ignored

"Baby,

can

delivery," she explained, in a calmly manner.

trying to see any

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