The Beautiful Years IV_A Fausti Family Saga by Annie Rose Welch

Author:Annie Rose Welch [Welch, Annie Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-15T18:30:00+00:00

I stared beyond the room, through the glass along the wall, the privacy curtain retracted, at the flitting reflections of nurses scuttling toward patients, but I wasn’t really seeing them.

My soul delighted in the feel of the connection, but my body was full of pain. I was aware of every muscle and every bone just from the amount of ache.

My mind was in turmoil too. The damn sound refused to leave my thoughts, like nails on a chalkboard. It seemed to reverberate then, that awful pop! before my world went black. I’d never forget it, along with the moments before, as though someone had set fire to my womb and then clawed at it from the inside with sharp talons. My lower stomach cramped involuntarily with the thought.

Brando had stepped out to wash and change his clothes. I wished that he would come back. Or better yet, that I could go with him and brush my teeth. I desperately felt the need to scrub the unclean feeling.

Seeing as I could barely lift my arm, I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

My parents had been in to see me, but after a bit, I feigned falling asleep so that they would leave. I couldn’t stand the looks on their faces. It brought back terrible memories of the night Elliott had died. In fact, I could hardly stand the look on Brando’s face. It made me feel an overwhelming fear and guilt.

My parents stood outside of my room talking to Uncle Tito, until a doctor pulled him away and they turned to go.

A moment or two later, a nurse came in, checking the monitors behind my head. She was new, not the same one who had been in earlier. “Fausti?” She cocked a thick, dark brow at me. “Such a tizzy over someone so small.”

At the comment, I truly looked at her. Young, long blonde hair, brown eyes, nothing unique about her, but striking enough as a whole to make her more than pretty. Her remark made me wonder if she was being cruel or attempting to break the ice. Charlotte was the master at this, double-handed comments, so I caught on quick to the tone.

“I’m sorry to have caused so much trouble.” What else could I say to that? To feel her out more, I asked, “You know the Fausti family?”

“Sì,” she said, flitting about. “I was engaged to Rocco. I have never seen him in a tizzy like the one he was in.”

I watched her for a minute, absorbing this revelation. “I had no idea,” was what I finally came up with. “He never mentioned it to me.”

“No,” she said, looking at the monitors again. “Are you in pain?”

I was, but something about her made me feel guarded. I didn’t know the entire story, but I got the sense that if Rocco was the one to break off the engagement, more power to him. She didn’t seem like the kind of woman you’d want to fall asleep on, or meet in a dark alley, if she felt scorned.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.