A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter 45 Alena

"I'm sorry, Alena." Lily said, slowly making her way towards before grabbing my hands. "Lily..."

"If by any means I have hurt your feelings, I'm really sorry. I only have good intentions and I want you to be yourself again, as long as it takes. I want you to know that everyone is here for you," she added. As much as I tried to deny those words, she was right.

Lily pulled me into a hug awhile before walking away.

Ever since losing Marco, I didn't understand what was happening to me. I seemed to have lost myself too, along the way. I was never like this-yes, stubborn but I had never pushed the ones who cared about me. felt alone. Not lonely but alone.

I felt as if nobody understood and they were just pretending to understand.

I

Yet, I was wrong. I just didn't want to admit it.

It didn't take me long to leave the hospital and drove back home; the traffic was getting worse by the minute and it almost took me an hour to reach home. When I had parked my car inside the garage, I saw Matteo's car rushing in. I frowned, seeing him stepping out in a hurry that he didn't even bother to turn off the engine or close the door. I knew

my husband well enough to understand he was furious, he was upset. The frown in between his brows and look on his face was too clear to ignore-he had different questions in his mind yet he was trying his very best to hold his anger in. I stayed still at my spot, holding onto my bag.

He didn't waste his time to stand in front of me.

"Where were you, Alena?" He asked, piercing eyes staring straight into my own. You have my location all the time." alled you so

called

so many times.

I even sent you texts. Why couldn't you answer them?"

"Like I said, you have my location all the time, Matteo. Why are you even making it such a big deal?" I tried to shake it off by walking into our house but he followed behind me like a lost puppy; as I kept on ignoring his questions. The same questions: where was I? Why didn't I pick up the phone? Why couldn't I answer his texts? Why didn't I tell him where I was going?

"Alena, I'm talking to you." He said, firmly which had stopped me in my steps.

I sighed deeply before turning around, meeting his eyes once more.

"You know where I went. You clearly looked at my location so why are you being so worked out about it? I'm home anyway, I'm safe and I'm fine." I replied, frowning. Have you seem to have forgotten that I'm your husband?"

still remember

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the house without telling me. You never make me worry about you. You can't keep going around wh****erever you like without

"I can go wherever I want and whenever I want.

you locked up in this house. I was very, very, worried about you. As your husband, the least that you can do for me is to let me know, that's all." He replied,

hell, I didn't want to give in. I could've just apologised and we were going to settle things as nicely as we could-yet,

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to go out there alone. Even if you have to go out alone, let me know and I can have Angelo to follow you." He added, which seemed to have caused my anger to increase. "Angelo following me around?

"Alena..."

I'm done having to follow by your rules just because of the choices you make. We'll end up just being like my parents," I scoffed. "We'll never end

you were leaving

away, Alena. You understand

shook my head,

lessening the distance between us. He seemed to hesitate at first but he slowly reached out to cup my face, wanting to look straight into my eyes-it was a habit of his to do this whenever we had an argument because he wanted to be close, he wanted to show

baby. Don't do that to me again." He breathed, kissing my

I was bound to grow knees; yet, I

weak on

back, breaking

the hurt in his eyes but he quickly covered it up by smiling down at me, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for making it a big deal. I'm just really worried about you and I hope that you can let me know next time about where you're going, that's all. If you don't want Angelo to follow you around, I understand and I respect that. Just, please, don't go anywhere without telling me.

going to leave as easily even though Matteo had spoken to me in the nicest way possible, he had pushed his ego and anger but I felt as if

Tent

This was

you talking

"This. Everything. Us."

"Alena... stop

it.'

Chapter 45

Marco was a sign." I took a few steps back as he stayed still, trying to process my words; I was spitting