Torn Love

Chapter Twenty Eight-Aline

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Location:London

Three years later

"Push Aline! Push harder!".

"I can feel the baby. It's almost here. You just need to push more Aline".

I groaned pushing with all my strength as I could, Marquez held my right hand and my mom held my second strongly.

I yelled pushing harder again as the doctor wanted.

"Mr Fernandéz a word of encouragement for your wife please?". One of the female doctors persuaded.

Marquez looks lost and more in pain than I do. He looks like he's the one in labour and and not me.

"I-I....",

"She needs it Mr Fernandéz".

"You can do it Aline.... it's going to be fine". He whispers into my ear.

"It's almost here Aline please push more".

"C'mon dear please". Jenna persuaded.

I panted heavily and with my last push, the baby was finally out. I panted again and Marquez gently rested my head on the bed.

I smiled with tears in my eyes as I heard the baby's gently cry,

"Oh my, my grandson is here". Jenna says with delight and pecked me.

"Are you okay?", Marquez asks me, "Do you need something? I'll go get it immediately".

"Marquez I-I just want to carry my child".

The doctor handed my baby boy to me carefully, tears of joy dropped from my eyes. He has the greenest eyes ever, so bright and full of Innocence.

"He looks so much like Marquez". Jenna commented touching him.

"I know right?", I glanced at Marquez, "Do you wanna carry him?".

He was unsure for a minute. "I'm not sure I'll be able to hold him properly-",

"Nonsense! You can hold him, he's your son". Jenna helped him with the child since I'm too exhausted to do that.

Marquez gazes at him and a smile crept his lips, "He's as bright as a star".

"Nothing will ever hurt him, I promise Aline".

I smiled proudly. "I know".

"What should we name him mom?", I ask Jenna.

"Oh I've so many names for my grandson! How about Aaron? Or James? Oh I think Nicholas will fit perfectly well".

"None of those will be for my son". Marquez interjected.

"They are good names Marquez".

"I don't doubt but I already have a name for him".

"What's that?".

"Henrique Fernandéz".

Henrique Fernandéz... I rolled the name on my tongue.

"So you're really not going to respect me enough to even use one of the names I brought up?", Jenna sounded a bit hurt.

"Hell fine! Henrique Nicholas Fernandéz".

Jenna and I beamed with happiness. "Perfect!".

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I chewed up the food made for me by Pedro, how's he such a good cook at just nineteen? The boy is so perfect! The brothers were all so delighted they're going to be uncles and they each swore to be the best uncles out there for Henrique.

Henrique is so much loved by his family.

I switched on the television cause I was bored. I've been here resting for a week now. Marquez insisted on me resting and healthy before we could travel back to Brazil.

The hot morning news was a picture of newly wedded Hector and Patricia together in Paris smiling happily at the camera. Patricia looked beautiful in her wedding gown and Hector looked like it was the best day of his life. I'm happy for them.

I didn't regret my decision three years ago to move to London for Marquez's treatment. I was his support and chose to be there for him, it was hard of course moving to a new country and meeting new people but I did it all for Marquez.

We hired the best of the best doctors for him and eventually his surgery was a success. Marquez is all fine and healthy now although the tumour was not cured completely but it has reduced to a nimp and his symptoms only comes once in a while.

Of course I and Marquez had our fights, issues and disagreement, we had bad moments but overall we stand by each other's side in good times and bad times.

We're everything.

"What're you grinning about?", Marquez voice sweetened my ears.

"You".

He went the stroller and kissed his baby boy henrique before coming to meet me,

"Oh baby am in your thoughts?".

"You're always in my thoughts Marquez".

He brought out a large diamond ring from his pocket and slid it into my finger,"I couldn't think of anyone else when I saw it, it looks so perfect on you".

I smiled widely. "Hmm but this is not the proposal I want though". I teased.

"Of course you deserve more than this and you will get it I promise, our marriage will be so loud I want all of London and Brazil to hear!!!".

I covered his mouth, "You're gonna wake henrique up".

"Oh I'm sorry I'm just happy".

"hmm mmmm". I kissed him and Henrique sudden cry filled the room.

We both groaned and smiled together.

                           ~The End~

It's a wrap for Marquez and Aline lovestory. Thank you dear readers for sticking with them to the end.

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