EPILOGUE
349 Words
2 months later
"Vicente is dead, Daniella... I'm so sorry." Anna's voice cracks over the phone. Blood rushes to my ears as I drop to my knees and let out a loud sob.
Anna's distant voice calls out for me as she hears my cries. My mother is the first to rush into the kitchen, her eyes filling with fear as she takes in my state.
"Daniella, what's going on? What happened?" I can't bring myself to say the words as more tears fall from my eyes. I start to hyperventilate as I try to heave in air.
My father bounds in, panic filling his voice. "What's going on?" He demanded. My mom looks at him with a look of distress as she shakes her head.
Swooping down, my father peels me off the kitchen floor, carrying me. He walks me outside, pregnant and all, letting the cool night air settle into my lungs.
After what felt like hours, I finally calmed down. My father sat next to me, his hand rubbing my back soothingly.
"Want to tell me what happened?" His voice isn't as lighthearted as it usually is, it hasn't been since I told him I was pregnant two months ago. "The father of my child... He died."
My voice breaks as I mumble out the words. He lets out a deep sigh as he kisses the crown of my head and pulls me into his side.
"Daddy, I loved him," I say against his shoulder. "I know, sweetheart. I know." I'm not sure how I got to sleep that night, but when I woke up the next morning I was in bed. I look down at my stomach, a small bump forming. "It looks like it's just you and me."
A/N
Thank you guys so much for reading my book. It's crazy to think this is my first published work and I have amassed so many amazing readers. I truly appreciate every single one of you!
Daniella & Vicente's story is not over! Head to the next chapter for a sneak peak at my Sequel! ?
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