22 year old Sabriya Jones living in Brooklyn New York while helping her mother run there family bakery.
Helping her mother run the bakery and on top of struggling on keeping up with her rent, she's also studying to be a doctor but mainly for Kids a...
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4 months later-
I placed Izara to sleep.
she's now accepting her fathers death but I'm still not.
Every night I sleep and wear Lorenzo's t shirts that hanged to my knees. Just how I'm wearing one right now but I couldn't sleep. I miss his touch, his laugh, his smile...
I slid the covers off me and slowly stood up as I held onto my big protruding belly. Baby boy is getting so big.I'm humongous for 5 in a half months.
My lip trembled but I bit my lip to stop.
I opened the balcony doors and inhaled the fresh air as I leaned over the railing taking in the sounds of the waves crashing together. The waves always calmed me when I began to stress.
My doctor told me if I was stressing I should find my calm space and I did. The ocean, especially at night.
The stress was unbearable to the point where I almost lost our baby. We did recently last month buried a empty casket for Lorenzo. Stefano wanted too but could never look me in my eyes.
I furrowed my eyebrows when I seen a rose on the sand. I couldn't make it out but it was odd. I backed away from the railing and walked down the villa stairs slowly.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and walked down the beach to retrieve the rose. I struggled to bend down but I managed to get it.
Pink rose.
I stood up to my full height as my lip started to tremble. Reminded me off Lorenzo.
I looked to my left to see a tall figure in a all black suit and a fedora black hat that covered his face.
The man slowly took off his hat revealing a tired Lorenzo. His hair.
I cried and fell to my knees. "No!no!".
I watched Lorenzo expensive dress shoes stop at my head.
"I'm back mi amore" his extremely deep Italian accent spoke. Butterflies erupted everywhere.
I shook my head and looked up at him. "It's not fair!no!" I screamed out.
His green eyes Pierced through my soul. "You left me! You left us."
"Cmere" he held his hands out and I quickly stood back up and hugged him back. His warm embrace that I've craved.
I pushed him away quickly. "Where were you! We thought you were dead! We buried you" I cried out.
"You buried me? Gave up on me that easily" he looked down at me.
"I had to for our kids" I cried as I placed my hands on my protruding belly.
He slowly looked down to my protruding belly that held his baby boy.
I watched him drop his hat as his lip trembled. He looked down at me with sorrow in his eyes. "You left me like this. It's yours Lorenzo, our baby boy" I cried as he fell to his knees and pressed his forehead on my belly.
