LYNN POV
Going to the room where Sandra lay still asleep, Alessandro is nowhere to be seen.
Maybe he just went to get coffee or something, but then I noticed a note on the table next to her.
My heart dropped, and I felt heartbroken for Cassandra.
What a stupid motherfucker.
He left the girl he loved, the girl who needs him right now, with a fucking note to explain himself like a coward and he left.
I dialed his phone, but nothing; I called and texted about fifty times, but there was no answer.
Alessandro may have fucked up in the past but that doesn’t mean he gets to leave the love of his life because of his own mistakes, I would kill to have my husband back and he has his wife right
here but he just left like that.
“Lynn?” A soft voice called out; the voice belonged to Cassandra.
I sat on the edge of the bed and held her hands in mine, trying to hold back the tears so desperate to come out; my heart broke for this poor girl.
“Hi honey,” I said softly, and she adjusted herself in the bed, sitting up, and winced.
“How do you feel?
“Like shit,” She croaked out, and I chuckled in response.
“Where’s Alessandro?
Is he okay?
Is he hurt?”
I sigh, and I hate the fact I have to be the one to tell her that not only her husband left, but her baby has died.
“Don’t worry about him for now; he’s fine. It’s just your baby-” She cuts me off.
“What happened to my baby?” Her eyes turned teary and it was quite obvious she knew what was coming.
“The doctors did everything they could, but they just couldn’t save it; the baby was not even the size of a stone yet. There’s nothing else they could’ve done, Cassandra,” I said, and tears rolled from her eyes.
“This is all my fucking fault,” She rasped, tears rolling down onto her hospital gown.
“No, no, don’t say that, Cassandra” I wiped her tears away from her face with my thumb.
“Nobody is to blame here except for that motherfucker who shot you, okay? I handled him he won’t bother you and I made sure his little friends don’t bother you either”
“Thank you, Lynn,” She whispered, and broken sobs fell from her lips; maybe if Alessandro were here, he would’ve made her feel a lot better.
“I want Alessandro, where is he?” She sobbed again, holding onto her stomach. The sight made tears fall from my eyes.
I let out a heavy sigh and took the note Alessandro left and gave it to her. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, and every word she read on the note only made her cry more.
“Is this a fucking joke?” She sobbed tearing up the letter and throwing the pieces on the floor.
“I’m so sorry Cassandra, I know this is the worst time he could’ve done this, I’m so, so sorry”
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CASSANDRA POV
My heart shattered. All I wanted to do was drown in a puddle of my tears; Alessandro leaving me on the worst day of my life, was a real fucking wake-up call.
It made me realize that he obviously doesn’t love me and if he did, he would’ve stayed and comforted me, he doesn’t love me no matter how much he tells me and shows it he just doesn’t
Alessandro is the love of my life; he made me feel happy, and he made me feel like I actually had a purpose in this world. He even gave me a beautiful baby.
Unfortunately, come to an end, I think it’s a bullshit saying, but now it’s my reality.
I spent days in the hospital with Lynn it’s really fucking great when your husband’s sister is more reassuring than my husband.
“You can leave now, Lynn, spend time with the kids; I’ll be fine,” I spoke.
“Are you sure?” She questions
“I’m sure I’m tired anyway. It’s been a shitty day,” I faked a smile.
Lynn bends down and presses a kiss on
my forehead and pulls away “You are so strong Sandra I’ll try to get into contact with my brother”
At this point, I was too heartbroken to even see Alessandro; he left me when I needed him; he left me knowing how sad I would be over my baby’s death, and yet he still left me alone in this hospital.
He should be here holding me, stroking my hair, telling me everything would be okay when I knew it wouldn’t be, but even the things he said made me feel like I was worth something.
I have no mother to turn to or father, not even a brother or sister; I know Lynn can’t care for me forever. She has a family of her own.
A month passed, and I was finally discharged from the hospital; Lynn did check on me every day, and I loved how she cared for me, and I’d only known her for such a short amount of time.
I decided I wasn’t going to stay in the new house Alessandro had bought, however, I’m staying in Italy.
I would go back to Spain but too many motherfucker hate me, plus I have a whole new life in Italy.
I rented an apartment; yes, it’s kind of shitty, and the water hardly works, but what can I say? I’ve lost my baby and the love of my life, so what more can I lose?
I’m basically a loose cannon at this point I’ve dealt with so much heartbreak in such a short space of time.
“Are you all set?” Lynn breaks me from my thoughts moving the last of the boxes inside my apartment.
Even Lynn hasn’t heard from Alessandro
however, I did text Ian a couple of weeks ago, and he hadn’t heard anything from him either.
Nothing had been heard from him. I’m trying my best to get over him, but I can’t help but think of him every time.
I crawl into bed, and every time I take a shower, I still think of him and hate myself for it.
A huge part of me wants him back, in my arms and kissing me, but the way he treated me that day, I just don’t think I can forgive him for that.
“I’ll be okay, Lynn; I still have some business in Italy that can keep me occupied.” I smiled, and she pulled me in for a tight hug, rocking me side to side.
“If you need anything, please, please give me a call.” She spoke into my ear, and I smiled.
She left and closed the door behind her leaving me alone, If I still had the baby, I would be around 2 months pregnant by now.
I always wonder if that day wouldn’t have happened or if the bullet missed me.
I would be in my new house with Alessandro and have a happy life waiting for the arrival of our child.
Stop thinking about Alessandro although he dumped me we are still legally married which hurts even more, I looked down at my wedding ring and slid it off my finger, a tear escaped my eye and I placed the ring where it belonged,
in the trash.