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“You never could,” I whispered and the doctor choked on a laugh but quickly brushed it off by clearing his throat.
“I said the same to my husband.” The doctor shrugged, making me burst out laughing.
In this moment, all I could focus on was finally bringing my baby boy into this world.
Before I knew it I was resting my head back with heavy eyelids as his little cries filled the room. I smiled, letting my eyes fall shut.
I could feel his tiny body placed on top of me and I immediately held onto him before Antonio came to my side.
He leaned down, kissing the top of my head and I smiled up at him through teary eyes then looked down at our son.
“Hi baby, Angelo De Luca.” I smiled.
“You okay?” Antonio asked and I nodded.
With a heavy exhale I lay back and he kissed my forehead before looking down at Angelo too.
“I think he already looks like me,” Antonio said and I scoffed.
“Baby Angelo… I didn’t carry you for nine months just for you to come out looking like him,” I playfully whispered and Antonio chuckled. “Resemble me a little, will you?”
* * *
“Can I see him?” Arabella gasped as she hurried into the hospital room. She hopped up on the bed, sitting to my right.
“I wanna see my baby brother too!” Athena squealed, following her sister inside and hopping up too.
“Baby!” Ilaria yelled and attempted to get on the bed like her sisters but failed.
Antonio stood up from his chair and let her stand on it instead. She leaned over, looking at Angelo and smiled.
“He’s so tiny.” Arabella smiled in awe, scrunching up her nose and I smiled, watching the three of them be fascinated by their baby brother in my arms.
I looked over at Antonio and he stood back—arms crossed over his chest—looking at our children with nothing but love and admiration. He’s still so handsome, my God.
“Four children later and I’m still falling in love with you every day,” he murmured and I smiled, putting my hand out behind Ilaria.
He took it, placing a soft kiss on my knuckles.
“I love you.” I mouthed and he did it back.
I was madly in love. Not to mention, over the goddamn moon happy. My very own family. I wasn’t alone anymore.
EPILOGUE 2
Nirah
Three years later
“Morning sex before the children wake up!” Antonio called out to me and I walked out of the bathroom with an ear to ear smile as I threw on his t-shirt.
“We just had morning sex,” I said leaning down to kiss him softly and he sat up against the headboard. “Not to mention, your children are always up early.”
“Let’s send them to your brother,” he suggested, pulling me down to straddle his lap.
“No, he and Cesar are on their honey—”
I got cut off when he smashed his lips to mine, slowly laying me down next to him. He pulled the covers over our heads, hovering over me and I couldn’t help but smile into the kiss.
