All Chapters of THE MAFIA’s BROKEN BRIDE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

ELENA The soft beeping of the monitor was the only sound in the room. I stirred slowly, my body ached all over. my back felt like it had been snapped in half. My throat was too dry. I reached for the table and grabbed some water. I turned my head to the left, the bassinet was there.So was the baby.She was wrapped in a soft hospital blanket, tiny fists balled under her chin, she slept soundly.A hand gently touched my arm.“Hey,” came Alessia’s soft voice. “You’re awake.I blinked. Surprised that she was still here. “How long have I been out?”“Almost six hours.”Six hours?I tried to sit up, but I felt a sharp pain across my stomach and thighs. Alessia found the button by the side of the bed, pressed it and the bed sat up.“You did it,” she said, smiling sweetly. “She’s perfect.”I looked at my baby and felt an intense feeling of love and pride. “I didn’t think it would hurt that much.” I whispered.No one ever does.A pause.I bit my lip. “Where’s he?”Alessia went quiet.Of co

ELENAThe morning sunlight seeped in through the curtain, I winced and stood to close it. But I wasn’t fast enough because a ray had already touched Aurora.She was crying again. I closed the curtains, and carried her in my hands. I sat back on my rocker chair and started humming songs to her. It seemed to work because she stopped crying. I stared at the ceiling , unmoving. My eyes burned, my back ached. I rose slowly and placed her back in her crib. Rosa insisted I should see a doctor.“You need to go for your check up, ma’am. It’s been six weeks.”I didn’t know it had been that long. I haven’t seen or heard from Alessandro in six weeks. This was the most cruel thing and my heart didn't know how long it could take.I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want anyone seeing me and the way I look now. People’s prying eyes were going to haunt me. Some will be bold to ask questions. What if I meet a paparazzi and they take photos of me and caption with the worst headlines? It was all too much.

ELENAA knock on my door was what woke me up. I tried to ignore it but it was persistent. I sat up from my bed and looked around. I was in my room but I was sure I slept in the nursery yesterday. How did I make it here? Am I sleepwalking now?The knock came again. “Elena, I know you’re in there. Open this door or I will break it.”Alessia? What was she doing here this early morning?I checked my phone only to gasp in shock when I saw the time 12.pm?Shit. I slept through the morning. I looked at the monitor and there was no movement in the crib. I immediately stood up from the bed, threw on a robe and opened the door.“What the hell happened to you?” Alessia asked, her eyes roaming around my body.I pushed past her out of the room. Where’s my baby?I rushed down the stairs only to freeze at the bottom of the stairs. Alessandro casually sat at the dining table. coffee in hand, phone on the other.He looked up and our eyes met. When did he come back? Today?We stared at each other, n

ELENA“I can’t help you if you don’t talk, Elena.”I had finally taken the courage to text the number on the brochure. It directed me to a therapist, and after much deliberation, I decided to give it a try.My parents would flip out if they heard I was going to therapy. It’s not a big deal, they would say. You’ve had a comfortable life what therapy do you need?But as I sat across from Dr. Kushner, I wasn’t sure this was a good idea. Fifteen minutes had passed since I got here, and I hadn’t said a word. She’d been patient enough to wait for me. That patience must come with the job. anyone else would have sent me out by now.“Let’s start from the basics,” she said gently.“How do you feel?”“Fine,” I replied.She pinned me with a stare. “If you were fine, you wouldn’t be here, Elena.”“Right. Just… give me a second to arrange my thoughts.”“You have all the time you need.”“I just had a baby.”Her eyes lit up. “Congratulations.”I managed a small smile.“How have you been handling it?”