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Chapter 559

I woke up to the sharp pang of nausea hitting me like a freight train. My stomach was a swirl of discomfort, making the mere thought of breakfast unbearable. Enzo, lying beside me, seemed to sense my discomfort before I even articulated it, his eyes clouded with residual tension from our argument last night.

"Morning," he said, his voice cautious. "How are you feeling?"

*Not great," I admitted, clutching my belly. "Morning sickness is a nightmare."

He looked concerned, sitting up. "Let's get you something to eat, then. Something to settle your stomach."

"I guess," I muttered, my heart sinking at the thought. I could almost smell the hotel breakfast from here-syrupy French toast, eggs, bacon-all of which made my stomach churn.

He noticed my hesitation and furrowed his brow. "What's wrong?"

"It's just..." I began, nearly choking on the words, "the smell alone will make me sick, I'm afraid."

Enzo sighed, getting out of bed and beginning to dig through his bag for some clothes. "Alright, how about this? We'll ditch the hotel breakfast and get you something you could actually stomach.. I think there's a cafe down the street; maybe they will have something that won't make you queasy."

"No, don't worry about me. I can just make some dry toast here," I offered, not wanting to trouble him, especially after our argument last night.

Enzo looked at me like I had grown two heads. "I'm not just going to let my pregnant wife lay alone in a hotel room eating dry toast. No way."

Before I could argue, he was slipping his hoodie over his head, brushing his teeth, and holding out his hand for me to take it. "Come on, let's go."

As we walked hand-in-hand down the street, I felt my moming fog lifting, replaced by a newfound appetite triggered by the inviting aroma emanating from the cafe. The scent of herbal tea and freshly baked bread filled the air, instantly comforting my roiling stomach and the clenching sensation in my throat.

offering a warm smile that was just as much of a comfort as

was hit with a wave of guilt. Despite our argument last night, here he was, doing everything he could

food: herbal tea, fresh fruit, cream cheese bagels, and, to my absolute delight, chocolate croissants-my

looks amazing," I said, taking it all

setting the tray down. "I figured you'd like the croissants.

chocolate and flaky pastry. "I don't know what I

he replied, softly. "That's

you," I said quietly. "You're the

volumes. "It's nothing. Nina. Absolutely nothing to do

bite of my chocolate croissant,

from last night, still lingering

Can we talk?" Enzo

I asked, although I

Nina, it still bothers me that you felt

of tea on the table. "Look, Enzo, I'm

was a virgin when we met, and my ex-boyfriend had just cheated on me that very night.

it is messy no

Ours is no different. And besides, it's not

probing. Something tells me that she would have

in my words. "Nina, I already told you that you don't need to worry about Mila. And besides, if

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