~Leo~
I got off the ground and headed into the house to wait for Amelia. Time was standing still in those moments. My troubles were distant.
I paced about the place, not knowing what to do. I was mad at Yuri and the Stepanovs. This would have been a better experience in our small bungalow. Somehow I felt like I was in a public home in the Packhouse. I see why Tamia never liked it.
I did not know what to do. So I headed to the room.
I wanted to ask Sylvester, Marcel or Theodore how they reacted to the news of their mates' pregnancies and if they did anything special for their mates, but I knew it would be silly of me to do because they were all different and the circumstances were different.
I planned to wing it and just be myself.
Thirty minutes after I had entered the room, the doorknob turned, and Amile entered. Her face was looking worried, her eyes were swollen from tears, and I stood up immediately, ready to be at her beck and call.
"It wasn't deliberate, Leo," she said, almost on the verge of tears, and I rushed to her and pulled her close. Taking in her scent, words could not express my joy.
I kissed her deeply. Then broke the kiss and held her.
"You have made a happy man, Amelia; you have made me complete," I said, wrapping my arms around her and holding her tight.
"You mean you aren't mad?" She sniffled, and I squeezed tighter.
"How can I? We will be a family, Amelia. I am happy. You have given me a strong reason to succeed and press on," I said, and she broke the hug to look into my eyes. Her eyes were already swollen with tears, and I wiped them away.
"It is silly of you to think I would be mad over something so beautiful, Amelia. This is sunshine in my darkness. When Tamia and Sylvester were expecting, I was jealous. It was something I believed would never be mine. Then I discovered that Amanda's pregnancy wasn't mine, and I believed the goddess was punishing me for my transgression. You are the answer to my prayers and a beautiful sign of forgiveness from the goddess," I said and led her to the bathroom.
"Let me pamper you a bit, Amelia," I said, and she relaxed a little.
"What if the babies look weirdly like me?" she asked, and I chuckled.
"And why would you use the word weird?" I asked, and she shrugged.
"Well, I hear you calling the Stepanovs freaks and Things, sometimes Weirdos. I am not mad, but if you and everyone see them like that, what do you think would happen if our children look like me? Would they be free in this world without name-calling and bullying? I had my fair share. I do not want that kind of life for them." She said, and I pulled her close to my body.
"I am sorry you feel this way, Amelia. We did not mean it like that. We did not mean all the Steapnovs, just the arseholes trying to kill innocent people.
As for our children, they won't grow up in a world that is hostile towards them. They would grow up in a world that would admire and respect them.
That is what we are fighting for now.
We are fighting for a world where the Stepanovs can live freely, where the wrong committed against them would be correct. A world where their features would be admired and celebrated. Where they would no longer have to wear contacts and dye their hair. A world where they can be themselves and not fear for their lives," I said and touched her cheek.
"You are beautiful, Amelia. I would love our babies to look like you and have your features." I said, and she wrapped her arms around me and rested her head against my chest.
"Leo," she whispered, and I wrapped my arms around her and held her.
I ran a hot bath for Amelia and helped her relax in it. Once she was done, I led her to the bed to massage her body so she could relax and sleep. She eventually fell asleep after thirty minutes of massage.
She looked beautiful and peaceful.
I kissed her flat tummy, knowing a time would come when it would start showing. Honestly, I could not wait to hold our pup in my arms. I wasn't patient, but I would make sure my child did not come into a world of chaos. I was more determined now to destroy Yuri and anyone in the way of my peace and happily ever after.
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