Chapter 12
Jasmine
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When I wake up, the first thing I register is the pain which is sharp and fiery, causing instant tears to gather in my eyes and spill down my cheeks,
Moving with agony, my hands slowly reach to caress my stomach, despair enveloping me when I notice that the bump is gone.
“No!” The cry rips from my throat.
“Mrs. De Luca, you just woke up after surgery; please be calm; don’t try to move,” The soft voice of the nurse says to me.
“My baby, where is my baby!” I scream, her eyes flicker with an emotion that tells me everything I need to know.
Every heavy heave of my sobs caused the pain in my abdomen to flare up with a vengeance.
“Where is Romano? Where is my husband!”
I try to sit up when two more nurses rush towards me and hold me down.
“Mrs. De Luca, you can’t move yet. You can’t leave the bed.”
“My baby! Where’s my baby? Where is he?” I roar, my chest rising and falling hysterically as I attempt to fight them off.
The nurses give me looks of pity. “You should rest, Mrs, De Luca.”
Her words confirm my suspicion, and I feel as though my heart has exploded into a million pieces, every fragment of my soul shattering.
That murderer.
That animal.
He killed his own child! I hate him, why didn’t he kill me as well?
Why did he save me?
The will to live vanishes from me. I want to die, my baby must be so lonely, I need to go to where the child is.
I can’t leave my child to walk in the afterlife alone; he needs me.
As I attempt to pull the IV infusion from my arms, the nurses start to yell.
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“Let me die! I want to be with my child!” I shove the nurse with the last of my strength and stagger from the bed just as the door pushes open.
It’s not the doctor, it’s him.
Romano, my heartless husband.
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my gaze
I barely notice the blood trickling down the hole where the IV infusion should be as my locks with his eyes, which are bereft of emotions.
This is the monster who took my child away from me. Anger rushes through my veins like a white–hot coal as I try to lurch myself at him, but the surgery took too much out of me, and I can’t even lift my leg and end up crashing on the floor instead.
“I’ll kill you, Romano! I’ll kill you!” Grievous tears pour out of my eyes.
“You cannot even stand, how will you do that?” Romano says coldly, his words fueling my rage. He approaches me to lift me from the floor.
“Don’t touch me, get your fucking hands away from me!” I scream at him, lashing out and slapping him across his face.
His nostrils flare, his face twisting in rage as his eyes grow icy.
“Do that again, and you’ll regret it,” He warns menacingly.
A cruel laughter boils out of my chest as I push his chest,
“Why?” I challenge, my baby is already gone, I have nothing to lose, not even my life.
“You’ll hit me back?” I slap him hard again, then leaning forward, I tilt my gaze to meet his dark burning gaze just as a tear slid down from my eye “You will rape me? You will kill our child? Too late, you already did that!” The shrill cry erupts from me even as I weakly grab the collar of his shirt with everything I possess.
“I could endure your hate, but why do you have to kill my baby? You’re a monster! You are a monster!” I shout and slap Romano in the face yet again.
“I hate you!” I scream at the top of my lungs, my body growing weaker as the strength evaporates from me. My body collapses against the bed, and I start to sob bitterly, my lungs constricted and mucus running down my nose.
I clutch my chest, suffocating in my agony. Romano moves until he is standing directly in front
me, and I have never despised his cold unremorseful look as I do now.
of
“That child’s death is repayment for your mother’s sins. From now on, we’re even.”
I look up at him, hatred filling iny eyes, and then I laugh, the sound bitter and empty.
“Even? You think I’ll forgive you? That was your child you killed, you monster!“,
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“That child was not supposed to exist. None of this would’ve happened if you’d just aborted it. It wouldn’t even have felt any pain,” His lips twist mockingly.
“I will kill you, Romano!” The hate that pumps through me at his words is so intense that my heart threatens to stop beating. I’m breathing hard, dark spots clouding my vision, but I refuse to faint.
I see a flicker of emotion pass through Romano’s eyes, as though he pities me, but I know better. A beast who even killed his own child is not capable of feelings.
“If you want to avenge his death, then live. Live while you that hatred. Your death will bring
carry nothing but joy to me,” He
says.
His cruel statement breathes a new life into me, a strength created by hatred, he owes me a debt made in blood, and I’m going to collect it.
“You’re not getting that satisfaction, Romano! You killed my child, and you think you can kill me too? You wish! I’m going to live!”
The pain in my abdominal region flares up violently probably because of my physical exertion.
Romano smirks down at me, his grey eyes brewing with an emotion that I cannot decipher, not that I care about anything at this point.
“If you die, Jasmine, I’ll give you a proper burial. After all, you’ve been my good fuck buddy.”
With these haunting statements, Romano tosses something on the bed, some papers.
“Now, you’ve lost the one you loved most, Jasmine. We’re even, I’ve decided that I no longer have any use for you,” /
My eyes locate the divorce agreement Romano has just dumped on me; He doesn’t spare another glance at me; he leaves and closes the door behind him.
I lay on the bed, tears streaming down my cheeks.
My heart feels so heavy, as though it is attached to a rock; why is he letting go of me now that he’s succeeded in killing my child? Even a wild animal doesn’t eat their own offspring, yet Romano is so indifferent to the loss of our child.
I hate him.
I want to die.
What do I have to live for?
The memory of Romano’s twisted words snaps me out of these thoughts.
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I have to make him suffer and pay for killing my baby.
And I swear by the heavens that I will deliver karma to his doorstep.
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