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1 Month later.

"Mr Gastano, we have options. We don't know how much longer we can keep her on life support.  She's bareley holding on." The doctor said.

"But she's still holding on right?ni said through gritted teeth."

"Yes..but-."

"Then shut the fuck up and keep her alive, I know your trying to use her for her organs." I said with my teeth gritted.

The last month has been the hardest

Multiple code blues.

Multiple tears.

Alex and tyler were here the first two weeks, but couldn't take the pain.

They call me to check on her.

Erica and Marco have been MIA. I haven't tried to find them.

Olivia and sienna have been here with me, but sienna had to go home for her kids.

Now it's just me, Nikolai, and Olivia, giving each other false hope.

I found out that her dad was aiming for me. We drifted to the side slightly, causing the bullet to go into her spine.

I talked to her everyday. Telling her about her parents, about how I imagined our baby would be, about mafia stuff.

About everything.

"You know I miss you more and more every second your in that sleep your in. I know you can pull through baby, I know you could. When you wake up, we're gonna go to our island, we're gonna do anything you want baby, I promise. I love you so much." I said, holding her hand.

Then it happened.

She squeezed back

Her nails dug into my palm

She was using her strength.

She could hear me.

I yelled for the doctors.

"This could be a reflex before death, this doesn't mean she's gonna wake up." The bitter doctor said.

I groaned out, extremely fustrated.

I've never left her side. Except to shower and food, but other than that I've been sleeping on a couch for a month.

Then I felt it again.

Another squeeze.

"Come on baby pull through, you got this."

Astrids PoV
I immediately felt like I was choking, something was in my throat.

I coughed, I felt like I was dying

I turned over and saw Luca sleeping on a couch.

I tried my hardest, with my weak arm, and threw the remote at him, hitting his leg.

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