Love, Evangeline

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The sound of birds chirping outside infiltrated its way into the room. Sunlight slowly creeped down the window and pooled itself out onto the floor. The coldness of the sheets gently tingled my legs as my eyes slowly wavered open. The room was still, quiet, peaceful. Turning onto my back, a yawn managed to escape my mouth as I rubbed my face. Dropping my arms down to my side, I stared up at the ceiling. After everything that had happened, for once, my head was utterly at ease. Sighing, I turned my head and stared at the empty spot beside me. I knew Domenico had his own room somewhere in the house, I also knew he worked twenty four seven, but for some reason I hoped I'd wake up to his arms wrapped around me and my head resting on his chest.

Pulling off the sheets, I got out of bed before walking into the cold, dark bathroom. Flipping on the light, my eyes squinted until slowly adjusting to the fluorescents. Walking over to the shower, I turned the knob. Steam began to puff out from the spout, fogging up the bathroom and the mirror. As I began to undress, my eyes glanced down at my stomach. To finally know that I was in fact pregnant sent a anxious, yet refreshing wave down onto my body. I knew that Domenico wouldn't ever actually tell me if he was upset or irritated about the pregnancy, so part of me felt like he was holding back just so that he wouldn't hurt me.

The hot water hit my dozing back, forcing me to inhale deeply. Tipping my head back, I closed my eyes as the water beat down on my head, soaking my hair. Opening my eyes, I grabbed the shampoo and began massaging my scalp. My body had been absolutely exhausted ever since Domenico told me about Giuliano, the surprised pregnancy, and still getting over the fact that my family left to go back home without telling me. If I was being completely honest, all I wanted was for Domenico and I's wedding to come and end. I wanted us to finally be together in our own home without anybody infiltrating their way into our lives.

Rinsing out my hair and washing off the remnants of the body wash, I turned off the shower before grabbing the towel that hung over the shower door.  Steam pooled out onto the tile floor as I pushed open the door. Walking up to mirror, I leaned forward and whipped the condensation off. My shoulders dropped slightly as I stared at myself. Exhaustion laced my eyes, the color in my skin was attempting to pull through. My eyes wavered down to my towel, inhaling deeply I unwrapped it. The coldness from the bathroom clung to my wet body. I frowned slightly, I was thinner than I normally was. Every time I breathed in, my collar bones projected slightly as my ribcage peaked through.

I wasn't eating as much as I should, there was no doubt about that. Knowing that I was carrying a child, I had no choice but to eat. I gently touched my bellybutton, moving my fingers up and down slowly. I tilted my head as I examined my stomach, it was flat. Sighing, I grabbed my robe from off the sink, slipped it on, before walking out of the bathroom and heading towards the closet. 

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I hugged myself as I walked down the hall, I hadn't talked to Domenico ever since I told him about the pregnancy and I knew things were still a little but hazy. I found myself chewing on my bottom lip as I approached Domenico's office. Whenever Domenico and I were apart, it felt like centuries where I was alone. I never knew how to talk to Domenico, let alone how to speak or function around him. I trusted Domenico with my life, he was my safe heaven, my paradise, yet he had this hold on me that made me loose control.