It's been a month since Carella has returned to Sicily. She calls me on a regular base. She tells me about her day and I'll tell her about mine, mostly complaining about my huge belly, my aching back and my swollen ankles.She told me she has seen Roman a few times in the street, most of the time wakling with an other girl attached to his arm. The pain that is present in her voice whenever she talk about Roman makes me want to crawl fly over to Sicily and take her in my arms.
Dorian has been inside of me for exactly nine months now. Today is the day that he'll be out of my belly for the first time in his life.I'm already laying in a hospital bed, the only thing covering me is a hospital gown. Denjiel is standing beside me and our families are waiting outside in the waiting room.