ARIA'S POV
I didn’t die that night.
But I think that’s already established.
When I felt my head hit the edge of the table and blood dripping down the side of my head, I was sure I was going to die, and honestly, I didn’t think that was an entirely bad idea.
But then I thought about my baby and how I had to survive because my child deserved to be born, deserved to have choices unlike me, deserved to live their life to the fullest.
I heard Enzo and Marco run towards me in the midst of the blurry chaos. I felt someone lift me up, and then that was it.
I woke up a couple of hours later to the family doctor confirming that I was fine — just a little bit concussed. But I was more worried about him knowing I was pregnant. If he did, he didn’t mention it. He just prescribed some drugs and le
