EPISODE SIXTY.
HAZEL’S POV.
It didn’t take Meghan much time to drive to Stefano Mom’s house. I grew more nervous as we both entered the room.
I feel so guilty coming here knowing it holds many memories about me and Stefano. This is where I came to when I was newly married to him, I had my first meal as a married woman here, settled my first fight, made love and fought with him here. I miss Stefano so much that it hurts like crazy. It hurts like mad because I hate the fact that I did this to him.
I dragged him into this marriage, I made him have sex with him which brought about this baby’s growing day and day in my belly. It should have never been like this.
“Oh my God!”Stefano’s Mom screamed the moment she saw me walk into the house. She dropped the cutleries in her hand and ran to me like a little child who’s been waiting for the arrival of her father.
“I’m sorry.”I sobbed, holding onto her tightly, my big belly stopping up from snuggling into each other more.
“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry you had to carry this child all alone, I’m sorry I didn’t check up on you. I… I… I was in a bad place after I lost him. I blamed you too, I…”
“It’s fine. You can curse me all you want. I did this to you. And I’m terribly sorry about it.” My hands went to her bag, soothing her soft and supple skin.
She looked leaner than before and it breaks me to see her like this.
God. Stefano should just come back. Rise from the dead and do something. He’s such a dick.
“How’s the baby? How have you been holding up, how’s work? How’s…”
“Mom, you’re asking her too many questions. Let her sit down. Her legs are swollen already.”Amanda butts me and pulls me away from her. She led me to the couch and made me sit carefully.
“God. Your legs are swollen.”She mumbled under her tone, staring at the fat legs.
I chuckled, wiping the tears off my eyes.
“How’s the baby? How are you?”Lucia, Stefano’s Mom asked again in a relentless tone, rubbing her hand over my belly.
“The baby is fine, we’re doing well.”I smiled, ignoring the fact that I almost had pre-eclampsia last week and my blood pressure is terribly high.
“Are you sure? Amanda told me that….”
“Mom!”Meghan cut her off in a sharp tone, glaring at her to stop talking.
She pressed her mouth immediately. Lucia moved my blouse quickly and raised it up, her eyes watered as she rubbed on my smooth big belly.
“Your bump is so beautiful, I can’t wait. I…”
“Mom, she should eat first “Amanda groaned tiredly.
I chuckled and sniffled before following them to the dinning, after eating every dish on the table ravenously, I retired to the room where Stefano and I shared.
Getting there, I lay on the bed and cuddled his favorite pillow which he loved pulling under his arm anytime we were having a discussion, and how he would stare at me in a loving manner, either naked or clothed, our conversations about the baby, I still remembered every bit of it vividly.
How he’d make a joke about how I looked so round with my bump then, and my burgeoning hips which he loved wrapping around his waist, how he’d kiss me from toes to forehead. Tears poured down from my eyes more as I think about it, hating our stupid and abrupt fate, and how it led us to be who we are because of my father.
I cried and cried till my eyelids couldn’t open again, I slept off.
LUCIA’S POV.
“I want to take her with me to Italy, I don’t like here anymore.”I deadpanned, staring at my two daughters stuffing the food in their face greedily, not giving a damn about what I said.
“Amanda….”
“You know that’s not possible, Mom. It took us a long time to be able to convince her to come down here. I had to play my emotional card on her. And I’m not doing that to her anymore.”
“But, I don’t want to be away from my grand child, I want to live every moment with him.”I said stubbornly, hoping they will give me a listening ear but they didn’t budge, instead, Meghan is busy feeding Amanda her favorite periwinkle.
“Girls!”
“Mom, she’s not taking this with levity the way you’re doing. We’re not mourning like her, She didn’t know anything about what went down the other night.”Amanda snapped back at me in a more serious tone, I shrank back to the chair in realization.
“She’s not going to see him anymore, that’s what Hazel thinks. She’s pregnant without a father or husband. I don’t even know how she still copes because the thought of losing Stefano forever haunts me.”Meghan adds to what her sister said.
God. I hope everything gets resolved soon, I’ve missed Hazel so much. I’ve missed both of them being together, I’ve missed how vibrant she was. Now, she’s barely living.
“Can I tell her about the Italy trip? It’s not safe leaving her here alone.”
“Maybe we can. But not today because we already pitched the idea to her but she’s still hesitant to follow us. You know how Hazel is, she blames herself for what happened.”Meghan butts in again.
I just wish she could let us take her to Italy, we went together last year and it was all fun. But she might think about him more, since lots of things went down there. I sincerely hope Stefano comes back soon from his trip and an end to this bullshit. I’m tired.
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Don’t worry, the story will end soon, I’m tired of writing it, to be very honest.