Falling (Stefanielle)

Chapter 7

"Danielle...I-I have a daughter."

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"Wh-What?" Danielle asked incredulously as she slowly backed away from her. Stefania tried to take a step towards her again, only to be stopped in her tracks when the blonde raised her hand, "No. You-you are kidding me, right?"

"B-Bambina lets sit down and I can explain—"

"Explain?! We are married, Stefania, for fucks sake!! And you didn't bother to mention you had a CHILD until just now!??" The actress yelled angrily. "It's not that you've a daughter that's upsetting, it's the fact that you didn't tell me such an important thing sooner!"

"Oh and when was I supposed to tell you ha? When you were busy shouting at me on the night of our honeymoon for absolutely no reason or when your pathetic little boyfriend showed up?!" The Italian retaliated.

Danielle got up close to her, pointing a finger at her chest, "How about when you were busy fucking me huh? You don't get to turn this on me, Stefania." The CEO chuckled bitterly, looking off to the side, "Cay was right. I-I shouldn't have told you about this." she began to walk back towards their room.

The blonde scoffed, turning around to face her wife who was almost at the door, "Oh so I can't even have a reaction to such a major revelation now?"

"No, you can react to it the way you want to, but you don't even know a fraction of it!"

"Tell me then, who is this daughter of yours? Who is the other parent? Where is she?"

"I don't fucking know okay!"

Danielle looked at the woman confusedly, her head slightly titling to the side, "What?" Her heart grew heavy at the sight of Stefania sliding down against the door as she cried out loud. The blonde was quick to sit besides her and pull her into her arms, stroking her back softly as Stefania weeped on her shoulder.

"Hey...hey, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't cry, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I'm sorry I overreacted." Danielle consoled. The teary eyed pulled away, wiping her eyes with her hoodie's sleeve, "Yeah that you did. But I'm sorry I didn't tell you this sooner too. And I want to tell you this because I—" Stefania cleared her throat,
"Because y-you deserve to know it."

The couple agreed to get some rest and talk about it the next morning. Even with the indignation between them earlier, they managed to keep it aside for the time being as they cuddled up into each other's arms, immediately falling asleep.

The morning rolled by pretty quickly, given that the two had went to sleep quite late at night too. The sun shone through the small circular window directly on the brunette's face, waking her up. Stefania looked down at her wife who had her head laid on her chest, softly threading her fingers through her blonde hair.

The gesture made Danielle stir awake from her sleep, a little smile adorning her face, "Morning." she croaked out in her morning voice.

Stefania giggled, "Buongiorno, bella. Do you want to sleep more or do you want to eat?"

"No no, I'm awake. Let's eat, we have to get back to the Maui too, right?"

The Italian nodded, sliding from under her as she stood up and tied her hair into a loose bun, "Derek should be here in an hour or so. You get ready, I'll prepare the breakfast." Stefania bent down for a kiss, but was stopped by Danielle's hand on her chest, "I-um...morning breath."

The taller woman nodded, even though deep down she knew that wasn't the prime reason why Danielle had stopped her. "I'll be outside." Stefania said and walked out. The actress sighed in her hands, knowing she had upset the older woman by doing that. Groaning, she dragged herself out of the bed and trodded to the bathroom.