Chapter 62

(Renata Valentini)

One week later:

“Mi scusi!” - “Excuse me!”, I speak with my face burning with embarrassment and quickly close the door to the presidency.

I really don't want to have seen that scene, my stomach turns, tears are burning in my eyes. On that table... in the same position that woman was in, two months ago I was too, and Filippo was between my legs as we kissed madly before we went to the meeting room.

I sit on the chair at my desk, and lovingly caress my belly. I am now seven weeks pregnant and tomorrow will be the day I can hear my baby's little heartbeat, ah, I am so excited!

Again, I feel my heart squeeze, Filippo will not be with me, he will not follow the development of our baby, nor meet him... I still miss Filippo, even though I have been abandoned, I really wanted to see him walk through that door, enter the President's office, sit in his chair and tell me: this is all just a bad dream. I wish so much that I could wake up and have him beside me; open the bathroo