𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 || 𝐕.𝐇 (𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌)

❥︎𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟

Just a few hours later: 

I opened my eyes just five minutes after I felt Vinnie unwrapp his arms from around me and get out of bed. I tried to set up and follow behind him but my legs were too sore to handle me. 

I've finally managed to stand up after a lot of effort. Before leaving the room, I picked up Vinnie's shirt off the floor and slipped it on... I then stepped into the room where Ryan was supposed to be sleeping, and by what I saw there I got my heart warmed.

I stopped by the door, watching Vinnie, who was standing shirtless, holding Ryan in his arms with his head buried into the crock of Vinnie's neck, " Dada . . . .Dada," I heard my baby's gentle voice say, as he stroked his little hands across his father's chest.

" Yes baby, dada is here and I promise I will never leave you and your mom again," Vinnie sweetly answered and I could tell by his voice he was about to cry. 

Not even two minutes later. Vinnie, with a huge smile on his face and welling eyes as he continued to stroke our Son's back, invited me to go towards them. And I did it despite my shaky legs and achy body. "Mama, it's dadda. . . . . .dada. . ." Ryan excitedly murmured As he wiggled into his father's arms and looked at me.

I was happy for seeing them like that, and for a moment I forgot all the pain I was feeling, morally and physically.

 " Are you, happy baby?" I asked as I stroked Ryan's hair, he eagerly nodded and tightened his grip around his father's neck. Vinnie stared at us with tears sliding down his cheeks, I wiped them away and smiled before softly kissing his forehead. 

" I'm sorry," he cried once more as he kissed my palm that was on his face. he then placed Ryan into the crib he bought for him. Pulled me closer to him, grabbed my forearms, and wrapped my hands around his neck and his arms around my waist. We looked into each other's eyes and I saw the same frightened look he had the last time we met. 

 "I'm sorry, I've missed you so much," he said, As he placed his forehead on mine. I took a long whiff of his odor, which I had been missing the most. and a deep glance into his hazel eyes, which I've been witnessing every day in my kid for the previous six months.

" I've missed you too," I answered, and it's the truth I've been hiding and trying to fight. But after tonight and after being in his arms again there was no fight left in me.

"Mamma, mamma," Ryan suddenly started to whine and tug my shirt. 

" He's still the same," he chuckled before lifting him up and snuggling both of us into his warm strong chest once again...

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Next morning: 

I awoke in his bed once more. He was positioned in the bed with his body against the headboard. As I shut my eyes again, the memories of the previous night slowly came back to mind. I was smiling unable to stop smiling and so was he. When he saw I was awake, he gently removed his hand from his chest and stroked it through my hair, tagging a strand behind my ear.