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

too, it wasn't just my baby. It was our baby; we were hopeful for our Marco, for our first born. Yet, we

the words, feeling the heartache

sorry, I'm really sorry. There is no

do you

"I'm really sorry

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felt like a death sentence.

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We were probably scared if it was a

bother to say a word as he drove as fast as he could. All I could do was pray in my heart for

assigned doctor was worried, she immédiately

was the look on her face that had caused me to grip

knew it was nothing good. She was going to break

heartbeat.' It repeated in my head, again

My

a few seconds to process the information, but I knew I had

were being given time to process.

to escape my eyes, and Matteo immediately pulled me in. He began to whisper sweet words into my ears as an attempt to calm me down, yet I was already drowning in my own thoughts, trying to ignore our current reality. How

be happening." I looked up

had injured himself and the doctors said he couldn't run anymore, he never seemed as disappointed as he was now. Was he going to blame me? Was it my

fault... "I muttered, crying

look at me. It's not

"I killed him."

Alena, don't say that."

between 'it's never your fault, baby' and 'we have to be strong. However, I had managed to push those words away. If only I had rushed into the hospital earlier, maybe our Marco was still alive. If only I had stayed at home

If

only

was not easy. The mornings were the worst; I had spent a couple of hours, multiple times every morning in the bathroom, throwing up dinner. I didn't feel

leaves because all I could do was lay in bed and

I

he was there with me to help. He never thought of me as a

Matteo had

tried to focus on what the doctor was saying, she tried to calmly explain the next procedure, but I

I was

I was in denial.

out my name, but I ignored

"Baby,

can

induce the delivery," she explained, in a calmly manner.

her eyes, trying to see any kind

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