“There was harm to one in every of my ovaries from the knife, they usually couldn’t cease the bleeding. They needed to take away it, however I nonetheless have one in every of my ovaries and my uterus.” Rose reveals the reality with out assembly my eyes.

I attain out fastidiously with a shaky hand, place two fingers below her chin, and elevate her face. The ache is obvious in her eyes, however so is one thing else. One thing like guilt. Oh, for the love of…

“You’re alive. That’s all that issues to me.”

“However I may not be capable of get pregnant once more. One ovary makes issues way more troublesome, and I’ve at all times wished a giant household such as you and—”

“Rose.” She stops abruptly and waits. “There are different methods to have kids of our personal. Surrogacy is an choice. Proper?”

“Proper,” she agrees after a protracted second.

She might agree with me now, however I do know this dialog is much from over. The guilt she feels is one thing we have to tackle as a result of it’s pointless.

A knock on our door interrupts our dialog. Raphael returns with the person I presume is my lead physician.

From the sound of the physician’s report, I’m fortunate to be alive. A gunshot wound to the higher thigh that nicked my femoral artery precipitated an extra quantity of blood loss, which led to my coronary heart stopping twice throughout surgical procedure, forcing my medical doctors to place me in a coma so my physique may get better with out interruption.

I don’t bear in mind a lot about my time within the coma. It seems like a faint dream, like a protracted sleep that has left me drained nonetheless. I look over at Rose, and she or he lifts her eyes to mine. She’s the explanation I’m alive. Rose and our son. They gave me one thing to struggle for whereas I floated within the unending darkness.

Begrudgingly, the physician places me by way of a string of exams, a lot to my fast disappointment. After we lastly return from having each inch of my physique poked, scanned, and prodded, my room is full. Solely now Gabriella is there together with Enzo and a wierd lady I’ve by no means seen earlier than.

My finest good friend is bundled up in a wheelchair with an IV pole set beside him. White gauze wrapped round his chest pokes out from his unhappy mint inexperienced hospital robe. He’s pale with baggage below his eyes, and his blond hair is tied up excessive in a really messy bun. Rose up to date me that he ended up dropping part of his liver from the gunshot he sustained whereas defending a very powerful folks in my life. I owe him greater than he’ll ever know.

“You look horrible, Enzo,” I comment with a teasing smile.

“I can nonetheless kick your ass,” Enzo tosses again.

I flip critical, my thoughts shifting as soon as once more to the explanation he’s within the wheelchair to start with. “Thanks, Enzo. I may by no means repay you.”

Enzo bows his head and nods, understanding the gratitude behind my phrases. “And also you by no means must.”

I elevate my eyes to the blond lady behind him. “Who’re you?”

“That’s Evelyn,” Rose introduces the lady. “She’s my finest good friend from Europe. She’s the one who helped me escape after I discovered I used to be pregnant.”

So now I owe one other particular person. “Thanks for serving to Rose and our son.”

“My pleasure,” she replies.

Gabriella wipes her eyes and smiles at me from the place she stands subsequent to Raphael. “I’m simply glad everybody’s okay.”

I look across the room, noticing one absentee. “The place’s Uncle Leo?”

“He and Dominic are representing our household at Igor’s funeral in the present day,” Dad solutions.

Mother shifts on the sofa, clearly uncomfortable as she mumbles, “Our household shouldn’t even be there.”

Dad locations his hand on his spouse’s knee. “We needed to ship somebody. Leo provided.”

I’m torn as a result of I agree with Mother however perceive Dad’s viewpoint politically. Whatever the grievance towards our household, the DiAngelos nonetheless rule the Excessive Desk. If we’re not there in some kind or capability to point out help for one more Excessive Desk household’s loss, then it seems to be unhealthy to different crime households in Miami.

“How offended is Sergei?”

“He’s upset over the loss of life of his brother however has prolonged his apologies to us and the O’Leary household. He claims he had no thought of his brother’s actions.”

“Do you consider him?”

“No,” Dad solutions truthfully after a protracted second. “However I’ve no proof in any other case, so we’re compelled to maintain look ahead to now. Connor has provided to assist in any method he can.”

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