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“I said I love you. I always have.”  Was I hearing him right? Did he just say that he… loved me? It was futile to hold back my tears now. They were streaming past my cheek in anger.  Why was this happening now? Just when I thought I could be happy again, everything was being taken away from me!  “No, you don’t.” I said, turning away from him. “Don’t say that.” “I can’t lie about my feelings, Cassie.” “Don’t make this any harder than it is.” A sob coming out of my mouth.  I could feel my he

Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked at me. She was trapped now. “Hello, mom.” I said with bitterness, “I hope you’ve been well.” “What are you doing here?” She asked, her tone stern. “Why, I’m just here to talk to you regarding our arrangement. You’ve been ignoring me for the past few weeks, conveniently forgetting to fulfill your end of the bargain.”She rolled her eyes at me, “That was for a reason.” “Oh, yes? What reason could you have for keeping me from meeting dad?” I said, “I did everything you told me. I broke Enzo’s heart and left him. I even left my job and started a new life. I have done everything you asked me to do.” “You’re finally doing something good,” She said, “Now don’t expect any rewards for that.” My mouth fell open in surprise. “Wow, you have some nerve saying that.” I said, “I only did what I had to do because I wanted to see dad, not because it was the right thing. So you better be grateful for that and let me know when you will let me see dad. You

Enzo’s POV Hospitals.  I hated them.  I hated the smell of it. The people in it. Most of all, I hated the waiting room.  I got here twenty minutes ago, but there was still no update about Cassie. The suspense was killing me. I knew she was not in danger, but why was she rushed here? What could have gone wrong? Just as I was about to lose my patience, a female doctor walked into the room. She ran her eyes over the crowd, and as I got up, she realized that she was looking for me.  “Mr De Luca?” She said as she approached me. The doctor seemed to be in her forties

Cassie’s POVI watched as Enzo spoke to Kelly outside, looking quite furious. He was pacing about, occasionally stealing a glance at me. Kelly was made up to date with what happened when she arrived, but she was yet to talk to me. I knew that she wouldn’t have anything nice to say to me either. A knock came on the door. As it opened, a nurse came in with a form. “Hello Mrs Anderson.” She said, surprising me. “Here’s your form.” I frowned her, “I’m not Mrs. Anderson anymore.” “I’m sorry, that’s what it said on the insurance papers.” She said, looking at the form in her hand. “My bad, I’ll correct it right away.” “Where do I have to sign?” “Right here.” “Cassie!” Kelly walked in right then. “You won’t believe who I just saw.” “Excuse me.” The nurse said and walked out. “Who?” I asked, looking at Kelly. “Becky!” She said, “She came for her antenatal check up. I could see a little bulge there, Cassie!”“Wow, so she wasn’t lying about her pregnancy.” I said, snickering. “Good t

Cassie’s POV “Here you go.” I grinned as I handed Mrs Price her credit card. She just made a purchase of three of my paintings, rather expensive ones. I couldn’t be more happy. “What a lovely start to the day.” Kelly said as she looked at the receipt. “I know right?” I beamed, “The business is slowly picking up, Kelly. I feel like this was not a wrong move now.” “Well, you ought to give it some time before you see anything fruitful.” “I know, but I wonder if it is going to be sustainable in the long run.” I said, “You see, things were different when I started the studio.” “Yes, you did not have a baby waiting to come out.” She said, “Speaking of which, how’s the morning sickness?” “It’s awful. I can’t keep anything in, Kelly. Thankfully, the doctor gave me some medication for it, and it did get better after taking that.” “Oh, yes. You went for a check up last week, right? How did it go?” I shrugged, “Enzo was being Enzo. He still hates me for everything.” “Oh, come on. Don’