I miss you-[Completed]

Chapter 32

"Matt! Don't change the channel!"

"Babe, Atlanta Falcons are playing against Patriots again and I don't wanna miss it!"

"I wanna watch that movie!"

"Fine! I'll bring the popcorn. Do you want anything to drink?"

"Well, will you drink anything?"

"I think we have two soda cans in the fridge. I'll drink one of them."

"Bring me the other can then!"

"Okay cutie!"

I see him walking to the kitchen. I feel really bad for not letting him watch the match. He has been waiting for it for a whole month! He has even bought Atlanta Falcons merch! I follow him to the kitchen. I go behind him and I place my hands around his waist.

He carefully turns around and sees me. He wraps his hands around me and he kisses my forehead.

"Hello there!"

"Matt, I feel really bad for not letting you watch the football match of the year. You know, I can watch that movie on the Internet. So, you can watch it!"

"It's okay baby girl! Watch your movie! The match isn't important anyways. You were under pressure these days and you need to relax."

He kisses my head again and then my cheek. We both smile at each other. I help him bring the popcorn and the sodas at the living room. After we place the snacks on the coffee table, we sit on the couch.

I grab the TV controller and I change the channel.

"What are you doing babe?"

"I wanna watch Atlanta Falcons kicking Patriots' ass."

"Woah! Watch your language, my love!"

"Well, I really do wanna watch it."

"What about the movie?"

"Your happiness is my priority!"

"Y/n, that's my job!"

"Too bad it's mine now!"

"Babe! ... Anyways, I for real can't wait to marry you!"

"Matt, after the match, do you wanna start planning our wedding?"

"Wait, do you really mean it?"

"Yes! Now come on! The match has started!"

"I can't believe I'm watching a football much with my fiancee!"

"Well get use to it!"

"You're right! One day, I'll be watching this match with my wife and my son or my sons or even my daughter or my daughters."

"Awe!"

"I really can't wait for that day! Imagine you, me and a little kid running inside the house, pretending he's an airplane or she's a princess searching for her prince!"

The image of me and the feeling of giving birth to Matthew come back in my memory. That night of happiness but also of sadness.

Once I gave birth to that little angel, once I lost him! Once I hugged him, I examined his little cute face, once he went inside his grave. He had Matt's nose and ears.

He didn't even have time to see the world, to see his mother! No, I don't blame Matt for our son's death. It wasn't his fault that his son was born with an extremely weak heart and lungs.