She was very excited. Sophie got up in a hurry and went into the garden. Reid had not come yet, but she knew that he was about to arrive.
The young bride got closer to the rail and saw that marvelous sea illuminated by the sun. She felt a warm embrace and realized that it was Neville. Both glances met and suddenly there was a magic moment.
"I wanted to prepare something simple for us to make you happy."
They were full of excitement about the coming of the baby. The two young newlyweds were looking forward to this baby but unfortunately God had not granted this.
Yet, something mysterious had happened, probably a miracle. Enthusiastic of this event, they communicated the news to the whole town.
Neville and Sophie went into the garden of their villa to relax, to listen to nature and to enjoy the splendid landscape. Every afternoon, Sophie went out and dedicated her time to people who needed assistance.
Neville had prepared dinner for her when she returned home in the evening. But, being so tired, the young woman immediately fell asleep.
"Dear, you cannot continue this way, because you have a child to think about." These were the words that Neville used to say.
But he was aware that she was often stubborn and, therefore, he hoped that she could change her mind.
"It is not so that I will change my mind, my love. Those people need me and my help."
"I know how they feel. Don't worry I will be careful." Sophie said, caressing his face.
He softly kissed her hands. They went into their room and fell asleep. In the evening, Sophie did not feel well and Neville tried to calm her.
A new day started, the months passed by in harmony.
"Dear, what are you doing here at this time?"
Neville had never returned from his job so early.
"Don't make me worry."
He answered "Well, dear I didn't know how to tell you but, unfortunately, I must stay away for a while."
"How Long? At least, promise me that you will do everything possible to stay near me", she said embracing him.
In reality she understood that something was wrong.
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The White Rose #e-DartsContest2015
Short StorySun and nature, tradition and prestige, the Amalfi coast and Ravello, architectonic and artistic masterpieces that frame Villa Rufolo like a timeless treasure. A favourite haunt of musicians, artists and poets, eulogised in the poetry of Bocaccio an...
