Wedcuffed

Chapter 48

Sarah POV

The morning light streamed gently through the hospital room window, casting a soft glow over everything. The previous day had been exhausting, both emotionally and physically, but as I sat on the edge of the bed, holding our baby boy in my arms, a calm sense of purpose began to settle within me. The weight of the decisions ahead still lingered, but the most pressing was the name—his name.

Alessandro was by my side, his presence a steadying force. He hadn't left the hospital since our son was born, a quiet strength radiating from him as he supported me through every moment. I glanced at him now, feeling a surge of gratitude and love that had grown deeper with each passing day. Despite the challenges we faced, despite the complicated dynamics between us and Adrian, Alessandro had been unwavering. And now, as we prepared to name our son, I knew I wanted him to be an integral part of this decision.

"Alessandro," I began, my voice soft as I cradled our baby closer, "have you thought about names? It feels like such a big decision, choosing something that will define him for the rest of his life."

He looked at me, his eyes warm and thoughtful. "I have, but I wanted to hear what you were thinking first. This is something we should decide together."

I smiled at that, appreciating his consideration. A few names had been swirling in my mind, but I was hesitant to voice them, unsure if they would feel right once spoken aloud. I took a deep breath, focusing on the tiny face nestled against me, his features so delicate and new. He was perfect, and he deserved a name that would carry him through all the ups and downs of life with strength and grace.

"I've been thinking about names that carry a sense of hope," I said quietly. "Names that symbolize a new beginning, something that feels right for this moment and everything we've been through."

Alessandro nodded, his hand gently resting on my shoulder. "That sounds perfect. Do you have any in mind?"

I hesitated for a moment, then decided to share the names that had lingered in my thoughts. "What do you think of Gabriel? It means 'God is my strength,' and it feels fitting, considering everything. Or maybe Luca? It's a simple name, but it means 'bringer of light.'"

Alessandro's expression softened as he listened, and I could see he was taking each name to heart. "Both are beautiful names, Sarah. Gabriel has a certain strength to it, and Luca... it feels like a beacon, something that shines through the darkness. I like them both."

I smiled, feeling a bit more certain now. "I've always loved the name Gabriel. It's strong, but also gentle. And Luca... there's something about it that just feels right. Like it's a name that could carry him through anything."

Alessandro leaned closer, gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Gabriel Luca," he said softly, testing the sound of the names together. "It has a good ring to it, don't you think?"

Hearing the names together sent a warm feeling through me, a sense of peace that settled any lingering doubts. "Gabriel Luca," I repeated, letting the names roll off my tongue. "Yes, it feels right. It's perfect."

Our baby stirred slightly in my arms as if he too was responding to the sound of his name. I looked down at him, feeling a rush of love so intense it almost took my breath away. Gabriel Luca. It was a name full of strength and light, a name that carried the hope of new beginnings.

Alessandro smiled, his hand resting gently on our son's tiny head. "Gabriel Luca, welcome to the world," he said softly, his voice filled with love and pride.

At that moment, everything seemed to come together. The uncertainty, the fear, the doubts—they all faded into the background, replaced by a sense of clarity and purpose. This was our son, Gabriel Luca, and no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together as a family.