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She was starting to feel strange, light-headed and nauseous. She braced her hands on the roof of her car and tried to steady herself, aware that Sandro was moving toward her. His hands reached for her and she weakly tried to evade his grasp but the movement made her even dizzier and she swayed slightly. Sandro’s arms wrapped around her and she was too faint to really care.
“Theresa, cara. I‘m here. You’re okay…” were the last desperate words she heard from her husband before everything went black.
 
“When I said she shouldn’t overtax herself, I meant both physically and emotionally Mr de Lucci,” Theresa heard the sharp admonishment in the slightly familiar voice and frowned as she tried to hear over the weird buzzing sound in her head. “What on earth were you thinking, upsetting her like this less than half an hour after the procedure she’d just been through?”
“Will she be okay?” Theresa heard Sandro’s unusually subdued voice over the rapidly subsiding buzz and she wondered at the strange panicky edge in it.
“She bled a little, which is never a good sign and I’m not willing to take any chances, not after this, I want her to remain in bed for at least a week. Complete bed rest.”
“I can’t stay in bed all week,” Theresa suddenly protested, opening her eyes and Sandro surged forward to grab up one of her limp hands.
“Theresa, thank God! How are you feeling?”
.“Like I was hit by a bus,” she admitted shakily, lifting her eyes to the doctor who stood on the other side of the cot. “My baby? Is he alright?”
“Your baby’s just fine. In fact the baby is doing a hell of a lot better than you are right now, Mrs de Lucci. I want you to stay in bed for a week, you are to do nothing, is that understood?”
“I take it that I am allowed bathroom breaks?” She asked sarcastically.
“You can get as snippy as you like with me, young lady but if you want a healthy, full-term baby, you will do what I say! Or I will be forced to hospitalize you to ensure that you get the prescribed bed rest.”
“She’ll do what you’ve ordered, doctor,” Sandro assured grimly and Theresa bit her lip and nodded. She wouldn’t risk her baby’s life out of sheer perversity.
“Right,” the doctor seemed satisfied. “I’d like to keep her here for tonight. Tomorrow, you may take her home… and try to get beyond the parking lot this time.” With that final admonishment, he turned and left the room, grumbling under his breath as he did so. Theresa and Sandro watched as the door swung shut behind him before turning to face each other awkwardly.
“I’m sorry,” they both blurted out simultaneously after a long pause.
“Why are you sorry?” Sandro asked in confusion, dragging up a chair and sitting down beside the bed, still clutching her hand like it was a life preserver and he a drowning man.
“I shouldn’t have brought up your private life like that. What you do after we split up is none of my business and after… after everything my father has done to you, I honestly believe that you deserve the happiness you’ll find with the woman you love. So I’m sorry for overreacting like a hysterical fishwife, I just… I got so angry after what you said. I don’t need empty platitudes… you don’t have to say anything to make me feel better about our situation. You really don’t have to pretend to care about me or about the baby.” He swore shakily, lifting her hand and resting his forehead on the back of it.
“What an unholy mess I’ve made of things,” he half-laughed, his voice sounding strained. “Nothing I say now will ever make a difference to how you feel, will it? Everything I try to say or do will come across as desperate and insincere.”
“What I don’t get is why you’re still trying?” She whispered in confusion, watching his bowed head intently. “You’ve won. You have everything you want within your grasp, the vineyard, freedom and yet you keep trying, coming to me with all of these demands to be involved in my life. Why?”
“Why don’t we just let it go for now?” He lifted his head to meet her eyes, his own brown gaze liquid with regret. She nodded slightly and he smiled half-heartedly.
“I’ve called Elisa and ask her to bring you a change of clothes. Are you thirsty?” She nodded shyly and he smiled. “I’ll go and get you something to drink, okay?” He stood up and brushed a gentle, slightly shaky, hand over her hair. “You scared the hell out of me, Theresa… so from now on you are to remain calm and not let your idiot of a husband upset you again. Okay?”
“Okay,” she smiled up into his gentle gaze.
“Good,” he leaned over to brush his lips over her forehead. “That’s good, Theresa.” She watched him leave and sighed softly; wishing that her life could be different and that they were a normal couple, excited about having their first baby. She ran a hand over the slight bump of her stomach, gently communing with her baby, apologizing for the recklessness that could have cost his life. She was lost in thought, humming a gentle lullaby while she continued to stroke the small baby bump when she gradually became aware of a presence in the open door. She gasped in surprise, not sure how long he’d been standing there. He stepped forward almost reluctantly, his harsh face more grim than usual. For a man who usually had his emotions sealed up tight he looked like someone who was struggling mightily to keep his expression absolutely neutral, even though the muscles were jumping in his jaw, cords tightening in his neck and his lips were thinned almost to the point of non-existence. Wondering at the incredibly bad job he was doing of pretending to appear completely detached, she was still absently running a hand over her stomach when she gasped and jumped for a completely different reason.
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She was starting to feel strange, light-headed and nauseous. She braced her hands on the roof of her car and tried to steady herself, aware that Sandro was moving toward her. His hands reached for her and she weakly tried to evade his grasp but the movement made her even dizzier and she swayed slightly. Sandro’s arms wrapped around her and she was too faint to really care.“Theresa, cara. I‘m here. You’re okay…” were the last desperate words she heard from her husband before everything went black. “When I said she shouldn’t overtax herself, I meant both physically and emotionally Mr de Lucci,” Theresa heard the sharp admonishment in the slightly familiar voice and frowned as she tried to hear over the weird buzzing sound in her head. “What on earth were you thinking, upsetting her like this less than half an hour after the procedure she’d just been through?”“Will she be okay?” Theresa heard Sandro’s unusually subdued voice over the rapidly subsiding buzz and she wondered at the strange panicky edge in it.“She bled a little, which is never a good sign and I’m not willing to take any chances, not after this, I want her to remain in bed for at least a week. Complete bed rest.”“I can’t stay in bed all week,” Theresa suddenly protested, opening her eyes and Sandro surged forward to grab up one of her limp hands.“Theresa, thank God! How are you feeling?”.“Like I was hit by a bus,” she admitted shakily, lifting her eyes to the doctor who stood on the other side of the cot. “My baby? Is he alright?”“Your baby’s just fine. In fact the baby is doing a hell of a lot better than you are right now, Mrs de Lucci. I want you to stay in bed for a week, you are to do nothing, is that understood?”“I take it that I am allowed bathroom breaks?” She asked sarcastically.“You can get as snippy as you like with me, young lady but if you want a healthy, full-term baby, you will do what I say! Or I will be forced to hospitalize you to ensure that you get the prescribed bed rest.”“She’ll do what you’ve ordered, doctor,” Sandro assured grimly and Theresa bit her lip and nodded. She wouldn’t risk her baby’s life out of sheer perversity.“Right,” the doctor seemed satisfied. “I’d like to keep her here for tonight. Tomorrow, you may take her home… and try to get beyond the parking lot this time.” With that final admonishment, he turned and left the room, grumbling under his breath as he did so. Theresa and Sandro watched as the door swung shut behind him before turning to face each other awkwardly.“I’m sorry,” they both blurted out simultaneously after a long pause.“Why are you sorry?” Sandro asked in confusion, dragging up a chair and sitting down beside the bed, still clutching her hand like it was a life preserver and he a drowning man.“I shouldn’t have brought up your private life like that. What you do after we split up is none of my business and after… after everything my father has done to you, I honestly believe that you deserve the happiness you’ll find with the woman you love. So I’m sorry for overreacting like a hysterical fishwife, I just… I got so angry after what you said. I don’t need empty platitudes… you don’t have to say anything to make me feel better about our situation. You really don’t have to pretend to care about me or about the baby.” He swore shakily, lifting her hand and resting his forehead on the back of it.“What an unholy mess I’ve made of things,” he half-laughed, his voice sounding strained. “Nothing I say now will ever make a difference to how you feel, will it? Everything I try to say or do will come across as desperate and insincere.”“What I don’t get is why you’re still trying?” She whispered in confusion, watching his bowed head intently. “You’ve won. You have everything you want within your grasp, the vineyard, freedom and yet you keep trying, coming to me with all of these demands to be involved in my life. Why?”“Why don’t we just let it go for now?” He lifted his head to meet her eyes, his own brown gaze liquid with regret. She nodded slightly and he smiled half-heartedly.“I’ve called Elisa and ask her to bring you a change of clothes. Are you thirsty?” She nodded shyly and he smiled. “I’ll go and get you something to drink, okay?” He stood up and brushed a gentle, slightly shaky, hand over her hair. “You scared the hell out of me, Theresa… so from now on you are to remain calm and not let your idiot of a husband upset you again. Okay?”“Okay,” she smiled up into his gentle gaze.“Good,” he leaned over to brush his lips over her forehead. “That’s good, Theresa.” She watched him leave and sighed softly; wishing that her life could be different and that they were a normal couple, excited about having their first baby. She ran a hand over the slight bump of her stomach, gently communing with her baby, apologizing for the recklessness that could have cost his life. She was lost in thought, humming a gentle lullaby while she continued to stroke the small baby bump when she gradually became aware of a presence in the open door. She gasped in surprise, not sure how long he’d been standing there. He stepped forward almost reluctantly, his harsh face more grim than usual. For a man who usually had his emotions sealed up tight he looked like someone who was struggling mightily to keep his expression absolutely neutral, even though the muscles were jumping in his jaw, cords tightening in his neck and his lips were thinned almost to the point of non-existence. Wondering at the incredibly bad job he was doing of pretending to appear completely detached, she was still absently running a hand over her stomach when she gasped and jumped for a completely different reason.
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Dia mulai merasa aneh, pusing dan mual. Dia bersiap tangannya di atas atap mobilnya dan mencoba untuk menenangkan diri, menyadari bahwa Sandro bergerak ke arahnya. Tangannya meraih dan dia lemah mencoba untuk menghindari genggamannya tetapi gerakan membuatnya bahkan dizzier dan dia bergoyang sedikit. Lengan Sandro melilit dan dia terlalu lemah untuk benar-benar peduli.
"Theresa, cara. Saya di sini. Kau baik-baik saja ... "kata-kata terakhir putus asa ia mendengar dari suaminya sebelum semuanya menjadi gelap. "Ketika saya mengatakan dia tidak harus membebani dirinya, saya berarti baik secara fisik dan emosional Mr de Lucci," Theresa mendengar teguran tajam dalam sedikit familiar suara dan mengerutkan kening saat ia mencoba untuk mendengar lebih suara berdengung aneh di kepalanya. "Apa yang sedang Anda pikirkan, mengganggu nya seperti ini kurang dari setengah jam setelah prosedur dia baru saja melalui?" "Apakah dia akan baik-baik saja?" Theresa mendengar suara yang luar biasa tenang Sandro atas buzz mereda dengan cepat dan ia bertanya-tanya di tepi panik aneh di dalamnya. "Dia berdarah sedikit, yang tidak pernah pertanda baik dan aku tidak mau mengambil risiko, tidak setelah ini, saya ingin dia tetap di tempat tidur selama setidaknya satu minggu. Istirahat total. " "Aku tidak bisa tinggal di tempat tidur sepanjang minggu," Theresa tiba-tiba protes, membuka matanya dan Sandro melonjak ke depan untuk mengambil salah satu tangan lemas nya. "Theresa, terima kasih Tuhan! Bagaimana perasaan Anda? " . "Seperti saya ditabrak bus," akunya gemetar, mengangkat matanya ke dokter yang berdiri di sisi lain ranjang. "Sayangku? Apakah dia baik-baik saja? " "Bayi Anda yang baik-baik saja. Bahkan bayi melakukan neraka jauh lebih baik daripada Anda berada sekarang, Nyonya de Lucci. Aku ingin kau tinggal di tempat tidur selama seminggu, Anda melakukan apa-apa, adalah bahwa dipahami? " "Aku bawa bahwa saya diizinkan istirahat kamar mandi?" Dia bertanya sinis. "Anda bisa mendapatkan sopan yang Anda suka dengan saya, Wanita muda tetapi jika Anda ingin sehat, bayi jangka penuh, Anda akan melakukan apa yang saya katakan! Atau aku akan dipaksa untuk rawat inap Anda untuk memastikan bahwa Anda mendapatkan istirahat yang ditentukan. " "Dia akan melakukan apa yang telah Anda pesan, dokter," Sandro meyakinkan muram dan Theresa menggigit bibir dan mengangguk. Dia tidak akan mengambil risiko hidup bayinya dari kejahatan semata-mata. "Benar," dokter tampak puas. "Saya ingin menahannya di sini malam ini. Besok, Anda mungkin membawanya pulang ... dan mencoba untuk mendapatkan di luar parkir saat ini. "Dengan itu teguran akhir, ia berbalik dan meninggalkan ruangan, menggerutu pelan saat ia melakukannya. Theresa dan Sandro menyaksikan pintu berayun menutup di belakangnya sebelum berbalik saling berhadapan canggung. "Maafkan aku," mereka berdua berseru bersamaan setelah jeda panjang. "Kenapa kau menyesal?" tanya Sandro bingung, menyeret up kursi dan duduk di samping tempat tidur, masih menggenggam tangannya seperti itu adalah pelampung dan dia seorang pria tenggelam. "Saya seharusnya tidak dibesarkan kehidupan pribadi Anda seperti itu. Apa yang Anda lakukan setelah kami berpisah bukan urusan saya dan setelah ... setelah semua ayahku telah dilakukan untuk Anda, saya benar-benar percaya bahwa Anda pantas kebahagiaan Anda akan menemukan dengan wanita yang Anda cintai. Jadi saya minta maaf untuk bereaksi berlebihan seperti Fishwife histeris, aku hanya ... Aku punya begitu marah setelah apa yang Anda katakan. Saya tidak perlu hampa kosong ... Anda tidak perlu mengatakan apa-apa untuk membuat saya merasa lebih baik tentang situasi kita. Anda benar-benar tidak perlu berpura-pura peduli padaku atau sekitar bayi. "Dia bersumpah gemetar, mengangkat tangannya dan beristirahat dahinya di belakang itu. "Apa suci kekacauan yang saya buat hal," ia setengah -laughed, suaranya terdengar tegang. "Tidak ada yang saya katakan sekarang akan pernah membuat perbedaan bagaimana Anda merasa, bukan? Semua yang saya mencoba untuk mengatakan atau melakukan akan tampil sebagai putus asa dan tidak tulus. " "Apa yang saya tidak mengerti adalah mengapa Anda masih mencoba?" Dia berbisik dalam kebingungan, menonton kepala tertunduk penuh perhatian. "Kau menang. Anda memiliki semua yang Anda inginkan dalam genggaman Anda, kebun anggur, kebebasan dan namun Anda terus berusaha, datang ke saya dengan semua tuntutan ini untuk terlibat dalam hidup saya. Mengapa "? "Mengapa tidak kita hanya membiarkannya pergi untuk saat ini?" Dia mengangkat kepalanya untuk memenuhi matanya, tatapannya cairan cokelat sendiri dengan penyesalan. Dia mengangguk sedikit dan dia tersenyum setengah hati. "Saya sudah menelepon Elisa dan memintanya untuk membawa Anda pakaian ganti. Apakah Anda haus? "Dia mengangguk malu-malu dan ia tersenyum. "Aku akan pergi dan mendapatkan sesuatu untuk minum, oke?" Dia berdiri dan disikat lembut, sedikit gemetar, tangan di atas rambutnya. "Anda takut neraka keluar dari saya, Theresa ... jadi mulai sekarang Anda untuk tetap tenang dan tidak membiarkan orang idiot Anda seorang suami marah lagi. Oke? " "Oke," dia tersenyum ke tatapan lembut. "Baik," dia membungkuk untuk menyikat bibirnya di dahinya. "Itu bagus, Theresa." Dia melihat dia pergi dan mendesah pelan; berharap bahwa hidupnya dapat berbeda dan bahwa mereka adalah pasangan yang normal, bersemangat tentang memiliki bayi pertama mereka. Dia mengusap atas sedikit benjolan perutnya, lembut berkomunikasi dengan bayinya, meminta maaf karena kecerobohan yang bisa biaya hidupnya. Dia tenggelam dalam pikirannya, menyenandungkan lagu pengantar tidur lembut sambil terus stroke benjolan bayi kecil ketika ia secara bertahap menyadari kehadiran di pintu yang terbuka. Dia tersentak kaget, tidak yakin berapa lama dia sudah berdiri di sana. Dia melangkah maju hampir enggan, wajah yang keras itu lebih suram dari biasanya. Bagi seorang pria yang biasanya memiliki emosinya disegel ketat ia tampak seperti seseorang yang sedang berjuang mati-matian untuk menjaga ekspresinya benar-benar netral, meskipun otot melompat di rahangnya, tali pengetatan di lehernya dan bibirnya menipis hampir ke titik non-eksistensi. Tanya di pekerjaan yang sangat buruk yang dia lakukan berpura-pura tampil benar-benar terpisah, dia masih sadar berjalan tangan di perutnya ketika dia tersentak dan melompat untuk alasan yang sama sekali berbeda.
 



















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