Zelenskyy fell in love, got married and had a daughter. But nobody knew about it. It was his secret to protect.
A war breaks out, how will he navigate through the pitfalls.
Will he and his family survive?
Where does Macron fit in?
Klitschko who?
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A few days after we woke up. I was sitting on my bed with dad holding me. Vova was asleep. Dad was playing with one of the charms on my bracelet while reading a work email. "Daddy?"I said pulling him from his work."Will you hold me please? I am cold and I don't feel good." He turned his tablet off put in on the table and pulled me to him. "Anything for my babies" he said before I fell asleep. He just held me tighter while kissing me head. One of the nurses walked in and saw he was holding me. She smiled and said "I remember when my children were smaller they use to do this. But then once they were teens it never happened again. You are lucky to have this Mr. Macron. Hold her tightly while she will let you. Because once it is gone you will only miss it." Manu smiled and said " She loves this so she will always allow me this great pleasure. But I guess I am lucky to have it still I almost lost my baby a few times and that is the worse pain I have ever felt. I love her with all my heart and soul. But his last one this (gesturing between me and Vova) this almost took them both. " The nurse smiled abd said " Mr. Macron you might not realize it but you raised a smart, strong, brave young woman. She is special. If she loves these cuddles you better provide them in a unlimited supply. "
Both dad and the nurse looked up at the commotion in the hall. Dad told her to get back he asked the guards outside what the issue was. It was Vova's mother throwing a hissy fit. Demanding to see him. Vova woke up when he heard her yelling so did I. I could feel he was getting tense even though he was not close to me. He made a soft whistle to get dads attention told him he doesn't want to see her right now. To sent her home. Dad walked out of the room called the guards off.
"Mr. Macron" she spat as he approached.
"Why are you causing a problem Ms. Zelenskia? You of all people should know that is not how it will get you somewhere in the current situation." dad said calmly.
"I came to see my son and he (gestures to one of the guards) will not let me see him." She said with a growl.
"Yes, see Vova is sleeping. Dr's orders Im afraid. He is not allowed visits at the moment. He is still recovering from his trauma." Dad stated calmly and clearly.
"Mr. Macron I am sure you miss understood. He is my son and I don't care what the Dr said or did not say. I have every right to see him if and when I want. So call them down and tell him to show me where my son is." she spat.
"Look I get it he is your son. But that does not give you the right to barge in here and bark orders. He is the president. He is the commander in chief. Or was the last time I checked not you so please. Respect the wishes of his medical team as well as his and walk away. He will contact you when he feels up to it I am sure. " dad said now sounding a little more serious.
" I see it's not the doctor that ordered this Mr. Macron. It's that little slut of yours. She thinks she can make Volodymyr jump and do as she pleases. I have bad news for her. She is nothing and my son will realize that soon. I heard she got hurt as well hope it is serious so Vlodymyr has time to open his eyes. She is not worthy of him. She may be the daughter of a president but she's nothing but trouble. You know its true Mr. Macron. She got pregnant in high school probably don't even know who the father is....come to think of it... Following in daddys footsteps maybe?" she spat at dad angry.
Inside the room Vova was holding me I was crying. The nurse was glaring shocked at the monitors. My heart rate was climbing and it was not good for me or the baby. The baby both me and Vova forgot about until she mentioned him.
Vova took my face in both his hands. "Baby look at me breathe with me. We need to get you calmed down."
I tried to look at Vova stay focused but my panic and fear overwhelmed me. It was still part of the PTSD that was left even after I left my birth country. Vova suddenly leaned in and gave me this hard breathtaking kiss. It took me a few seconds to respond but I did. He allowed me to kiss him back for a while then pulled away. He pulled my face up to look at him.
"Better?" he asked I just nodded and hugged him again.
The nurse was checking the monitors and was relieved to see my heart rate was slowing down.
When I was completely calm Vova tilted my head up to look at him.
"So that was not a dream. You really are pregnant?"
"I guess I now know for sure yes before I only had the word of a pee stick and they are about as stable as my mental health currently" I told him that made him laugh and that was it I calmed down completely.
The nurse looked at us and smiled. Vova was now hugging me kissing my head.
"When you first came in the Dr's did a pregnancy test it's normal procedure. They found out you were pregnant. They did an ultrasound right after your operation to check on the baby. He was doing well and we hoped for the best. Just before you woke up we did another ultrasound and he was still growing happily. He's healthy and perfect." She said calmly and handed us the ultrasound pictures from the file. " I thought your dad showed you these before that is why I never thought to ask"
"No dad never said anything about it. I assumed much like Vova it was a dream. No need in upsetting everyone so I just said nothing. So no hard feelings." Vova smiled at her and nodded in agreement.
We were looking at the pictures when he suddenly said "Natalya why did you keep saying he? Is it a boy? Surely its still too early to tell right?"
"Well yes but Mr. Macron kept insisting it's a boy. He did not like it when we called him it or fetus or something like that. He would always correct us using he/him." the nurse said with a smile.
"sounds like dad yes. I also hate it. So I would also have called the baby a him until proven correctly or otherwise" I said.
"So we are a family of 4 now guess love defeated the dark in more than one way." Vova said his hand on my belly while he kissed me.
Outside dad was still fighting the wicked witch of the not so west.
"Thank you for that nice little speech Ms. Zelenskia. Now it is time for you to leave. I wish I could say it was a pleasure seeing you again but it would be a lie." He looked over at the guards and told them to escort her outside and to keep her from returning until Vova gave new orders. They nodded in understanding and escorted her out.
Dad came back in the room finding us looking at the ultrasound pictures.
" Are you two staring at my grand baby?" he asked with this big smile as he came to sit down on the bed next to us.
"Yes we are. Thank you for handling that. I am sorry for what she said about Jorji. All lies but still" Vova said
"It's what family does Vova and you are now my family. I would defend and protect you with the same energy as I do Jorji and my other children and wife. Thats what you do for family for those you love no questions about it and no need to apologize." Dad said.
Vova leaned over to hug him as he was pulling away he said" from this angle he kind of looks like you Manu"
We all laughed.
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