“So, how do I look?” Carmen showed off her dress. It was another boring day in the Alfonso household, with the only one keeping me company being my sister as Siena was asleep.
“Cute.” I touched the ends of her dress. “So what are you doing again?”
“I have a date with Kenzo?” Carmen smiled, proudly. “Christian’s cousin?”
“Ah, Christian’s cousin,” I repeated with a deep sigh. I bet my dad would be happy to hear that since he was so fond of Christian. Note the sarcasm.
“Carmen, he’s a nice kid—but I don’t think that’s very smart,” I told my sister, who shot me a glare. “So what?” She spoke. “You’re the only one allowed to date a Lamberti?”
I shrugged off Carmen’s reaction as my mind went to Christian. Although we were doing great at the moment, being with him was anything but a fairytale that I wouldn’t wish upon anyone. I couldn’t wait to tell him about the pregnancy, but instead, I felt forced to keep my mouth shut so that he could concentrate on his uncle.
“Hey!” Luke entered Carmen’s room. “What’s this thing I’m hearing about you going on a date?”
“She’s dating Christian’s cousin now.” I exposed Carmen, hoping he would speak some sense into her. “Is that true?” Luke looked at Carmen, demanding an answer.
Carmen pouted. “Not dating, we’re just talking!”
“Is there a difference?” I rolled my eyes. Luke folded his arms and released a deep sigh. “I’m not a fan of this idea.” He spoke, frustrated. “This situation is getting on my nerves.”
See, so I wasn’t crazy.
“Luke, don’t worry—he’s a great guy.” Carmen defended her date.
“I know. That’s why this situation is getting on my nerves.” Luke scoffed. “He deserves better than this ugly beast, isn’t that right—Serena?”
Stunned, I took in Luke’s offensive words while Carmen let out a squeal. “I’m going to kill you!” She exclaimed before chasing him out of the room. Although they were pretty violent, their relationship never failed to make me laugh.
I often thought about how things could’ve been if Beau and I had grown up together. Would we be just as close as we were now, or would we be frenemies like Luke and Carmen?
With a smile on my face, I looked down at my stomach. How about Siena and her sibling?
Would they be close?
“Serena!” My mom called out. “Christian’s here!”
Shocked, I almost jumped up from the bed and rushed from the stairs. Christian? Was something wrong?
I took a quick look in the mirror and fixed my hair. “Serena, come on—you want to hear this, trust me!” My mom yelled.
“Coming!” I made my way into the living room. My mom and Christian stood next to each other with big smiles on their faces while a thousand thoughts went through my head. What was happening? Did Beau spoil the pregnancy?
“He’s awake,” Christian spoke.
He’s awake? Was this some kind of riddle?
“Vince?” Christian continued. “He’s awake.”
“V-Vince is awake?” I stuttered. Christian nodded before pulling me into his arms. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I was still processing the news. Vince was back, and that was all I ever wanted. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake up.
“You guys should go—he needs you. I’ll watch Siena!” My mom offered. It only took a second for Christian to grab my hand as he pulled me out of the house.
“Wait, I don’t have a jacket!” I spoke, startled. Christian took off his coat and wrapped it around my shoulders. “There you go, let’s go!”
For some reason, the drive to the hospital seemed never-ending. I couldn’t control myself as tears continued leaving my eyes. Even though I had always been hopeful, I could still not believe that this was real. Even though we hadn’t known each other for a long time, we had an immediate connection. Vince was one of the few people who I could rely on.
“Why are you crying?” Christian parked the car. I tried to end my tears by taking a deep breath, and wiped eyes, but they just wouldn’t stop.
“I’m sorry, I’m a mess.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Christian turned to look at me. He brought his finger to my eyes and wiped away my remaining tears. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes…I’m scared.” A peal of nervous laughter escaped from my lips. “I do want to visit him, but I’m scared.”
“It brings back a lot of memories, doesn’t it?”
“Yes…”
I thought I was over the Fabio situation, but thinking about Vince made me realize that all of this was real. The kidnapping, the torture, all of it.
“You don’t have anything to worry about…if anything, it should be me.” Christian mumbled. I wasn’t the only one who had been through a lot.
“Because you chose your brother’s life over his?”
I would never forget the look in Christian’s eyes as he told me he saved Enzo while Vince who was in need of desperate help, stuck out his hand. Christian lowered his head.
“Does he even want to see me?”
“Of course he will!” I encouraged him. “The two of you are like a team…you go together like Adam and Eve, Romeo and Juliet, or salt and pepper!”
“That doesn’t even make sense.” Christian laughed. “Like everything else you say, but I’m just going to pretend like I know what you’re talking about.”
I couldn’t do a lot, but at least I could cheer him up.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, and Vince will understand,” I spoke. “I understand.”
“I hope you’re right.” Christian gave me a doubtful look. “Thank you. I love you.”
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