until this sickness threatened to wreak havoc on his body.
Watching him in such a powerless state, I vowed to give him the best care possible. I didn’t care how much it cost as long as he became better. I wasn’t sure how we would be able to cure this disease, but I knew I was going to be there, holding my baby’s hand, fighting this fight alongside him.
Diece
How could I separate myself after meeting my newborn son? It was a daunting question I had considered from the moment Kimberly had whispered about leaving the room so I could take care of myself. Apparently, she was worried I was going to faint, and that would be the last thing she needed.
“ I’m not going to faint,” I persisted, never taking my eyes off my baby’s. “I’m fine.”
“ What if you’re not fine?” she yelled.
She finally got my undivided attention. Dragging my eyes from Gian Luca, I spun around and stared at the woman who seemed to be on the verge of tears and, quite possibly, a mild break down.
“ There’s no need to worry about me, Kim. I promise you, all right? Give me more time to be here. I haven’t had my fill of him yet …” If she dared ask me to leave after she had gotten my help, I would be devastated. She wouldn’t do that, would she?
“ No … You don’t understand …” She adamantly shook her head, leaving her tears to stream down her pale face. “But I worry about you. I know I shouldn’t, but every waking moment, every second, I do.” She sniffed, appearing beyond broken. “I can’t have you nearly dying on me, Luca. I thought the nightmares would stop, but they haven’t. I’m scared about you … about Gian Luca. If you both die...” Her body was shaking to the point of convulsing.
My defenses instantaneously shut down as I took her in my arms and held her as if she was the most precious thing I had ever held, and she was. No woman could come close.
“ I’m here. You know I’m always here.”
She cried in my arms with her hands gripping my shirt, clinging on to me. “Luca,” she huffed out. “Please don’t hate me too much…”
I never could, even if my life depended on it. Despite there being no doubt that she could spark that feeling within me, I knew it would never last because my love for her was too deep, and no matter what, no matter how, it always prevailed.
“ Marry me,” I beseeched in a whisper.
Her soft wails stopped as she stilled in my arms, and ever so slowly, she pulled her face off my chest before she looked up, tears unstoppable.
“ Haven’t I hurt you enough?”
She had. We both knew she had.
“ You have.” My throat constricted. “But all has changed…and a lot remained the same.”
“ God,” she breathed out, chest heaving. “Oh, fuck it.”
It was the last thing I heard her say before she unceremoniously grabbed the back of my head with both hands and kissed me thoroughly, senselessly. The kiss was as much fire as it was hunger. It was as much desperation as it was hope. It was a ball of contrasting emotions, and I couldn’t get enough of her.
“ Kim…”
With her eyes closed, she pressed her lips against mine, leaving a series of small, short kisses. “I love you, Luca, but I have come to terms that you and I can never be.”
My blood turned cold once again. Just like before, loving and hating her went hand in hand. This moment was no different.
“ For fuck’s sake, Kimberly! This is the first time you said you loved me, but instead of making this amazing between us, you once again decide to crush everything like you always do. I don’t fucking get you!” I hissed, wanting to shake her senseless.
I wasn’t sure if it was seeing our baby and meeting him for the first time, her saying that she loved me, or the kiss that we shared, but this was a pivotal point for me. My heart couldn’t take any more of her mind-fuckery.
“ You know what? This is the same bullshit cycle you always throw at me. I’m done loving you. You’re
Watching him in such a powerless state, I vowed to give him the best care possible. I didn’t care how much it cost as long as he became better. I wasn’t sure how we would be able to cure this disease, but I knew I was going to be there, holding my baby’s hand, fighting this fight alongside him.
Diece
How could I separate myself after meeting my newborn son? It was a daunting question I had considered from the moment Kimberly had whispered about leaving the room so I could take care of myself. Apparently, she was worried I was going to faint, and that would be the last thing she needed.
“ I’m not going to faint,” I persisted, never taking my eyes off my baby’s. “I’m fine.”
“ What if you’re not fine?” she yelled.
She finally got my undivided attention. Dragging my eyes from Gian Luca, I spun around and stared at the woman who seemed to be on the verge of tears and, quite possibly, a mild break down.
“ There’s no need to worry about me, Kim. I promise you, all right? Give me more time to be here. I haven’t had my fill of him yet …” If she dared ask me to leave after she had gotten my help, I would be devastated. She wouldn’t do that, would she?
“ No … You don’t understand …” She adamantly shook her head, leaving her tears to stream down her pale face. “But I worry about you. I know I shouldn’t, but every waking moment, every second, I do.” She sniffed, appearing beyond broken. “I can’t have you nearly dying on me, Luca. I thought the nightmares would stop, but they haven’t. I’m scared about you … about Gian Luca. If you both die...” Her body was shaking to the point of convulsing.
My defenses instantaneously shut down as I took her in my arms and held her as if she was the most precious thing I had ever held, and she was. No woman could come close.
“ I’m here. You know I’m always here.”
She cried in my arms with her hands gripping my shirt, clinging on to me. “Luca,” she huffed out. “Please don’t hate me too much…”
I never could, even if my life depended on it. Despite there being no doubt that she could spark that feeling within me, I knew it would never last because my love for her was too deep, and no matter what, no matter how, it always prevailed.
“ Marry me,” I beseeched in a whisper.
Her soft wails stopped as she stilled in my arms, and ever so slowly, she pulled her face off my chest before she looked up, tears unstoppable.
“ Haven’t I hurt you enough?”
She had. We both knew she had.
“ You have.” My throat constricted. “But all has changed…and a lot remained the same.”
“ God,” she breathed out, chest heaving. “Oh, fuck it.”
It was the last thing I heard her say before she unceremoniously grabbed the back of my head with both hands and kissed me thoroughly, senselessly. The kiss was as much fire as it was hunger. It was as much desperation as it was hope. It was a ball of contrasting emotions, and I couldn’t get enough of her.
“ Kim…”
With her eyes closed, she pressed her lips against mine, leaving a series of small, short kisses. “I love you, Luca, but I have come to terms that you and I can never be.”
My blood turned cold once again. Just like before, loving and hating her went hand in hand. This moment was no different.
“ For fuck’s sake, Kimberly! This is the first time you said you loved me, but instead of making this amazing between us, you once again decide to crush everything like you always do. I don’t fucking get you!” I hissed, wanting to shake her senseless.
I wasn’t sure if it was seeing our baby and meeting him for the first time, her saying that she loved me, or the kiss that we shared, but this was a pivotal point for me. My heart couldn’t take any more of her mind-fuckery.
“ You know what? This is the same bullshit cycle you always throw at me. I’m done loving you. You’re
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