She Mocked Me as Still Just a Nurse Until the Mafia Boss She Wanted to Impress Put a Faded Hospital Bracelet on the Table
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Chapter 9 / 10
Chapter 9 - THE QUESTION HE ASKED WITHOUT A RINGA year later, Adrian and I returned to the hospital.
Not for an emergency.
For a birth.
Our daughter.
I stared at the tiny face.
Adrian looked terrified.
“You're frightened.”
“Yes.”
“Of what?”
“Everything.”
I laughed.
“You've faced armed men.”
“This is different.”
“Why?”
“She's smaller.”
I smiled.
He touched the baby's hand.
“She's perfect.”
“She is.”
He looked at me.
“Are you happy?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
He kissed my forehead.
“Good.”
Then he whispered,
“Because I want another.”
I stared.
“Our daughter is six hours old.”
“I know.”
“You're insane.”
“Probably.”
We laughed.
For the first time, the future didn't scare me.
There were no secrets.
No enemies.
May you like
No old family wars.
Just a tiny hand wrapped around Adrian's finger.
