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Claim by the Don Chapter 2.95
Zoey p.o.vLike a cemetery, the surrounding air hissed with deadly silence in the car. John parked the car at a good distance from the scene, also getting a clear view of what's going on.I was too scared to come down from the car, too scared to find out the truth. I was being brave earlier, but right now, seeing the damages up close I fear for the outcome.I could see the flashing lights of emergency vehicles surrounding the site, creating an eerie glow in the dark night. Cops and firefighters were everywhere, going in and out the building carrying dead bodies out.“Donna, I don't think you should go there.” John advice, staring at me with sympathy, I glared at him shutting him up immediately.They are claiming my husband is dead, and I shouldn't go there?I was fuming and scared at the same time.I shakily step down from the car, my whole body has gone limp from shock. My legs buckled the minute they touch the ground, I rest against the car to support myself.My breath were short a
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.96
Zoey p.o.vI was dead.I must be dead. There was no other reason against it. The level of comfort and lightness I was feeling, it was hardly describable. My mind was finally at a place of perfectsilence. So peaceful, I would rather not wake up. I didn't think I could, but then, I did.Forcing my heavy lids open, I lifted my weary head from a leather cushion. Suddenly, much like the lightning, a rush of blurry memories illuminated my mind. A more realistic jolt I felt shooting through my body as I awake and became fully conscious.I sat up, the brightness in the room blinding me for a while, I squint adjusting my eyes to the brightness. It's morning, I didn't check what time it is, I came down from the bed. Memories from yesterday were already floating in my head, but I tried to stay calm. Maybe it was just a vivid nightmare.I said to myself, Marco should be home now. I hastily went across the room and swung the door open, two guards were standing outside my room. “Donna.” They bo
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.97
Zoey p.o.vIt's been two days now, two long days since the supposed death of Marco. Today also happen to be the funeral, they're fucking holding a funeral for Marco. This is becoming too real to reject, why am I the only one still in doubt?I had to be here, even though I didn't want to. I haven't accepted the fact that Marco is gone – The funeral is being held at the back of the mansion.For some reason, he wasn't buried in a cemetery, rather their family has a big tombstone territory. It was like an ancestral burial ground, all their past members were buried there and Marco will not be exempted.It wasn't weird to be until I felt some certain way, I couldn't place a finger on how I was feeling. In the mixture, I felt a bit of reassurance- of what?I sat down, just watching the whole process. The invites were close relatives of the Alfonso family and important associates, they came to me one after the other giving out their condolences, but I couldn't bring myself to cry again.“Zoe
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.98
Zoey p.o.vI woke up this morning feeling the usual, the feeling of nauseous cutting short my sleep. I rush to the bathroom, throwing up all my guts. These have been going on lately, I've been feeling fatigue, nauseous and dizziness.At first, I didn't put much thought to it, but it's been getting worse recently. I could hardly stay awake and the few times I'm awake it's either I'm throwing up or feeling light-headed.Marco's mom said it was because I've been skipping meals, and thinking too much. She right on that, though, I haven't been myself since Marco's death. I don't eat well, I sleep but not fully rested.Nothing was the same anymore, and it causes a pang of immense pain in my chest. Drifting to sleep at night was, but actually having a good night rest was hard for me. I missed him so much.Every time I think about him, reliving our moments in my mind it increases the pain in my heart making it difficult for me to breathe.The thought of not being able to see him again in this
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.99
Zoey p.o.vFive months later.....I held on to Alice as she assisted me down the stairs, I am round and full now that I'm in my third trimester. I feel heavier and bigger for obvious reasons, my feet are the worst of them all as they are fuller.“Ouch.” I hissed, baby kicked my abdomen again. The pain wasn't unbearable, but was still pain.“The baby kick again?” Alice asked, small smile playing on her lips.“Hmm.” I hummed, rubbing my left palm over the place, soothing it.“It's a healthy child.” Alice commented. “Be a good child and don't stress mummy too much, okay?” She spoke softly, bending close to my stomach.It moved again, but this time it didn't kick, more like a wave of hand to say okay. I giggled at the movement, it's one of the moments that keeps me going.This kind of moments did greatly remind me of Marco, and how his lack of presence has impacted our lives deeply. When I was with Adriano, he would speak to him, telling him how eager he was for him. Sometimes he would ge
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.100
Zoey p.o.vAs I finished eating a meal that could have easily fed ten people, I leaned back in my chair with a contented sigh. “I feel alive.” I release a burp nosily, Adriano giggles pointing at me.“Momma, you farted with your mouth.” He laughs further as if it's the funniest thing in the world.I smile, my heart swallowing with great Joy, he's my bundle of happiness. He's the one person I look at that keeps me going for the past months. My son and unborn daughter are my strength, His laughter was interrupted when he releases a burp, and that too noisily. He quickly slap his mouth shot as if to keep the sound in, Camila and I burst out laughing at his surprised expression.“You farted too.” Camila told him, pulling him into her arms tinkling his stomach. Their laughter spread over the kitchen, I watch them with the most perfect smile on my face.“I did not, Aunt Camila.” His pronunciations aren't correct, but understandable.“You did.” Camila threw him up in the air, catching him
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.101
Zoey's p.o.vI was frozen in the spot. For a moment, my breath caught in my throat, and my brain refused to function. I felt the rest of the world fading away, and the room closing in on me. My eyes picking him out and blocking everyone else. I blinked, once, twice, and for the third time, thinking I was hallucinating. The man sitting behind the desk in front of Matthew was none other than my husband – my supposedly dead husband. Marco.For the love of God, my freaking husband, whom we all thought was dead is sitting here, before my eyes.Confusion and disbelief warred within me as I tried to make sense of the impossible sight before me. Marco had died in the fire accident seven months ago, or so I had been told. “Donna.” Matthew freaked out, rushing to hold me as my legs buckled. I lift my hand, stopping him, supporting myself by leaning against the closest wall.“Marco?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. I was afraid that speaking too loud would shatter the fragile illusion
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.102
Zoey p.o.vI sat by the window staring outside, the night isn't young anymore, and it's way past the two hours Marco promised to come to me. I couldn't sleep, my mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I felt happy, confused, and hurt all at once. Happy that Marco was alive and breathing, confused about why he hadn't kept me informed of his plans, and hurt that he had seemingly forgotten about our meeting. I felt a sense of peace wash over me. Marco was safe, that's all that matters. The sound of the door cracking open reaches my ear, I don't bother to see who it is because there's only one person who could enter this room without any form of permission. And that person is Marco. “You should be asleep.” He spoke, confirming my guess. “Fuck, it's windy there, it's not good for you.” His footsteps approach me.I felt his presence, his warmth, before I physically saw him. I won't be able to get enough of his presence in this lifetime, his overwhelming presence is a reassurance to m
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