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" 01/16/2009
My dearest Tony,
Since at the time I'm writing this, you already have a lot going on in your life, that's why I didn't want to worry you by telling you this. Partly because I could feel the disgust in your eyes every time you saw me and my huge pregnant stomach. Even though you started drinking to try to forget, the baby and I were a living reminder of your painful reality.I also decided not to tell you because I didn't want to worry you for no reason, in case that did n't end up happening. In case it did happen, I gave this letter to Rhodes so he can give it to you after I leave.

A week before I decided to tell you and Steve about my pregnancy, it was revealed to me that because of some medical problems that I had and that some women in my family had also had, there was a possibility that I would end up losing the baby at any time. moment, or that she died during childbirth.Before this, I wanted to keep the baby a secret from you and Steve, I planned to start a new life with my baby and I wanted you, you and Steve, to continue being happy in that beautiful marriage you had, raising your  precious little one, But after I found out, I knew that there was a possibility that my little boy or girl would end up alone in this world if I had him or her only to end up dying during childbirth. I knew you deserved to know, even if it meant damaging your marriage and changing your lives forever.I know you hate me and blame me for all this, and the truth is that I hate and blame myself too. You expressed to me that you did not want to be part of raising my baby, that you were only going to support me financially, and I respected that, even though I once dreamed a long time ago of having a family with you and us being together.It sounds silly, I know, but, as my last wish, Tony, I ask that you please find someone who can take good care of my little girl or boy if you don't feel able to do so. I want my baby to grow up healthy and happy, and for her to have a good life. I named our old friend Rhodes as his godfather, so he can help you find a good family to adopt the baby.As I write this, my hand is shaking, and I can only hope that I survive the birth so that I can raise my little boy or girl, since as you know I always wanted to be a mother. I don't know what will happen, and honestly, I'm terrified. But I trust you, Tony. I know you'll be able to find a good place for the baby. I hope that you and Steve can forgive me for what I did to you and your children.And, also, please don't lose hope of returning to your family. Steve loves you, I know it, and your children adore you. You're a good man, Tony, with a good heart. Like every human being, you have made mistakes, and you have made some bad decisions, but that does not mean you are a bad person.

I wish you the best, my beloved Tony Stark. My Ironman. "

—Virginia "Pepper" Potts, your old friend.

Tony's hands were shaking fiercely and his breathing was rapid, his tears fell on the letter from Pepper that Rhodes had given him and without being able to stop himself he let out a loud sob while he was filled with regret, remorse, and fury towards himself.After a few minutes of this, he was no longer the only one crying. With tear-filled eyes, he looked at the crib next to her bed, where Morgan, his little daughter, lay.When Steve and Rhodes gave him the news of what had happened—his overdose, Pepper giving birth—he felt like he had woken up only to enter a nightmare. He couldn't believe that on the day his daughter was born, he was unconscious after an overdose. He couldn't believe that his child had been worried and scared about him, and that Steve, as he had done for years, lied to PETER so he wouldn't find out what Tony really was.He inhaled and exhaled. He got out of bed in HIS penthouse, and slowly approached the crib. It had been a long time since she had last calmed a baby...Trying not to let his hands shake, he took Morgan into his arms, letting the baby rest her head against Tony's chest, more specifically, her cheek was against the reactor, and Tony slowly and carefully began to rock her until she calmed down. , falling asleep again.Tony sat on the edge of his bed, and sighed looking at his newborn daughter."You're so beautiful..." He whispered with a trembling voice. "You're... you're perfect..." He let out a silent sob. "I'm so sorry... I'm sorry for everything... it will... it will be difficult, raising you." I alone, but... I will do my best, I promise you... I will never let anything happen to you... my little Morgan...

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