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Mother's Fear and Love
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The word felt foreign, unreal, like a cruel trick the universe was playing on him.His gaze darted back to Antonia, still asleep, oblivious to the storm she had just unleashed inside him.A baby.Their baby.His hands trembled slightly as he lowered the test back onto the file. A part of him wanted to wake her up, demand answers, demand to know if this was real. Another part of him—one he barely recognized—felt something else entirely.A strange, unfamiliar tightness in his chest.For the first time in a long time, Alessandro Amato was afraid.Alessandro’s eyes remained fixed on the paper in his trembling hands. His mind raced, struggling to piece everything together.How did this happen?There had never been mutual feelings between them—no love, no tenderness, just a cold, forced marriage bound by obligations.And then it hit him.His stomach twisted. His breath caught in his throat.That night.The memory came rushing back like a violent tide, drowning him in guilt and regret. The n
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As I walked toward the balcony, my body seeking solace in the crisp air of the morning, a voice—a familiar voice—echoed through the room.I stopped mid-step. My breath caught in my throat as a cold shiver ran down my spine. Slowly, I turned around, my eyes landing on the very people I never expected—never wanted—to see standing in my home.My mother.My stepfather.And her.My stepsister.The room suddenly felt smaller, the walls closing in as my heart pounded against my ribcage. A rush of emotions swirled inside me—anger, fear, confusion. What are they doing here? My mind screamed, but my voice failed me.I could barely move, barely breathe. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, a futile attempt to steady the tremble in them.Then, before I could process the moment, my mother took a step forward, her eyes unreadable, her lips pressed together as if searching for the right words.And then she did something unexpected.She embraced me.The warmth of her arms wrapped around me, but
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“I need some air.”Without another word, Alessandro stormed out of the house, his emotions tangled in a mess of frustration and unresolved pain.Federico exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “Has this house always been this toxic, Aldo?” he muttered, collapsing onto the couch.Aldo sighed, watching Alessandro disappear through the front door. “Not always. But some wounds never heal… they just find new ways to bleed.”Meanwhile, outside, Alessandro changed into his racing gear—his fitted suit, gloves, and specialized shoes. The anger bubbling inside him needed an outlet, and there was only one place he knew could match his storm—the track.Sliding into his sleek blue racing car, he gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. His jaw clenched as his thoughts spiraled.Why can’t she just fight back?Why can’t she bark at them, bite back, show them she’s not weak?Antonia let her stepsister’s cruel words pierce her over and over, never standing her ground. How does she expect to
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Alessandro stormed into Antonia’s room, his heart pounding violently against his ribs. He barely acknowledged her startled expression as he yanked the curtains open, scanning the streets below for any sign of movement. His fingers gripped the window frame tightly before he shut it with force.He turned next to her closet, flinging the doors open, his eyes darting across every shelf, every corner. Nothing.Antonia watched in stunned silence as he moved like a man possessed, his sharp gaze sweeping over every inch of her space. He pushed open the bathroom door—empty. He strode to the balcony, his breath shallow, searching. Still, nothing."Alessandro, what are you doing?" Antonia finally spoke, confusion laced in her voice.He turned sharply at the sound of her voice—and froze.She stood there, bathed in the dim glow of the room’s warm lighting, her body barely covered by a delicate silk singlet that clung to her like a second skin. The fabric was so sheer it left nothing to the imagina
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His voice cut through the air like a knife, his arm reaching for her just as blinding headlights flooded their vision.The world seemed to slow down as Federico’s warning left his lips, but it was already too late.The roar of an approaching motorcycle filled the air, and before Antonia could react, the bike slammed into her with devastating force. The impact sent her body crashing onto the hard pavement, her head striking the cold concrete with a sickening thud."Antonia!!!" Federico’s voice cracked with panic as he rushed to her side.Blood pooled beneath her head, a deep crimson against the pale sidewalk. Her breathing was shallow, uneven—each breath a struggle. Her delicate fingers twitched slightly before going still.The biker hesitated, glancing back for a fleeting second, before revving the engine and speeding off into the distance, disappearing into the night.Federico’s hands trembled as he cradled Antonia, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. "Help! Somebody, please help
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"We have to go again—one last time! One… two… three… clear!" The doctor’s voice rang through the emergency room as the defibrillator shocked Antonia’s lifeless body."Come on, Antonia!" Federico pleaded, gripping Alessandro’s shoulder for support. "You can fight this!"The tension was suffocating. Alessandro’s chest tightened with every agonizing second that passed, his mind a whirlwind of prayers, regret, and fear.Then, the doors to the emergency room burst open, and a team of doctors and nurses emerged. One of the senior doctors, his face still masked with urgency, looked around before asking, "Who are Antonia’s guardians?"Without hesitation, Alessandro and Federico stepped forward."We are," Alessandro said, his voice barely above a whisper, dreading what the doctor was about to say.The doctor exhaled deeply before speaking. "We managed to stop the bleeding in time and—against all odds—we saved both the mother and the baby."Alessandro felt his knees weaken as relief crashed ove
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My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at them, my breath hitching. "What do you mean she ran away… and I should take her place as the bride?" My voice came out in a whisper, then a little louder, laced with disbelief. My hands trembled as I took a step back, searching their faces for any sign that this was some kind of twisted joke. But all I saw was urgency… and expectation.I stood frozen, my mind spinning as the weight of the situation crashed over me. "I can't believe my step-sister decided to run away on the day of her wedding… and now I have to take her place." The words felt foreign on my tongue, as if saying them would somehow make them real. My pulse raced, my palms slick with sweat. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. Yet, the expectant stares around me told me otherwise.Tears burned in my eyes as I shook my head furiously, my voice breaking with desperation. "No, Mommy, I can't! I won't marry that man for Beatrice's sake!" My hands clenched into fists, my chest risin
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she whispered, her eyes wide with shock.Her heart slammed against her ribcage as the weight of those words settled in. Her lips parted, but no words came out.Pregnant.Tears welled up in her eyes—whether from fear, joy, or pure disbelief, she couldn’t tell.Her hands instinctively rested on her stomach, her mind spiraling.Everything was about to change.As Antonia sat in the dimly lit hospital parking lot, her fingers trembled as they brushed over her stomach. A cold shiver ran down her spine as the memories of that night came rushing back—the night Alessandro had taken away the last piece of control she had left.Her breath hitched, and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the haunting images, but they came flooding in like an unrelenting tide.His weight pressing down on her.His voice, cold and merciless.Her silent screams.A single tear slipped down her cheek, followed by another, until she could no longer stop them.She let out a shaky breath and opened her eyes, s
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His grip on the paper trembled.A sharp exhale escaped his lips as his mind raced.Who had placed this in his pocket? When?And most importantly—where was Antonia?"Antonia!" he called out again, his voice raw with urgency.Still, no answer.A cold chill ran through him.Something was very, very wrong."Antonia—" Alessandro began, but before he could finish, the lights flickered on.He turned, expecting her beside him. But she was gone."Antonia!" he called, his voice sharp with panic, drawing the attention of those around him. His heartbeat pounded in his ears as his eyes darted through the crowd.Then, a voice—calm, almost amused—cut through the tension."I'm here."Alessandro’s head snapped toward the sound. Antonia stood beside Federico, her posture composed, as if his panic hadn’t just unraveled in front of a room full of people.Relief surged through him, quickly replaced by frustration. He closed the distance between them in seconds, his hand gripping her wrist as he searched h
