Chapter 462
Chapter 0462
The porcelain was cold against my forehead as I rested there for a moment, letting the queasiness subside. The initial shock of throwing up had passed, and now a million thoughts ran through my mind.
And then there was the most important question of them all: "Could I be pregnant?"
Slowly pushing myself up, I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes looked a bit glassy, and my face paler than usual.
"It could just be a hangover," I whispered, trying to reassure myself. Or perhaps those eggs from breakfast had turned bad.
I let out a shaky breath, steadying myself. A pregnancy test would confirm things, but was I ready to know? I could feel my heart racing at the mere thought. "Maybe give it a couple of days," I murmured. If the symptoms persisted, I'd take the test.
Padding to our cozy living room, I wrapped myself in a soft throw blanket, letting the plush fabric comfort me. The golden morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the room. With everything so quiet and still, it was the perfect environment to let my thoughts wander.
What if I was pregnant? The initial panic slowly gave way to a gentle curiosity. How would it feel to carry a life inside me? To create something so magical and miraculous with Enzo?
Our lives would change, undoubtedly. But, wasn't change often a good thing? Besides, we had such a strong bond, and I could see the joy in Enzo's eyes whenever he interacted with children. He had that innate paternal instinct that made kids gravitate towards him.
Laying my hand on my still-flat stomach, I tried to imagine a baby bump there, growing with each passing month. How would it feel to have little kicks from within, to hear a heartbeat that wasn't mine but was because of us?
Letting out a soft chuckle, I recalled how Enzo would often tease me, saying our baby would inherit my fiery spirit and his mischievous charm. We'd joked about it so often that it almost felt like a distant dream. Yet, now, it might just be a reality.
Pulling my knees to my chest, I contemplated further. The late nights, the early momings, the first words, the first steps... There'd be challenges, of course. But with Enzo by my side, those challenges would transform into beautiful memories. We'd navigate them together, as we always did.
The idea of our home filled with the laughter of a little one, toys strewn around, and walls adorned with baby pictures made my heart swell. A mini Enzo or a mini me running around, causing havoc and filling our lives with untold joy.
Shaking my head in disbelief, I thought, "Is this really happening? Am I actually considering this?"All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
And the surprising answer was, maybe. Maybe I wasn't as averse to the idea as I'd initially thought. Maybe the universe had plans for us that we hadn't yet considered. We were still young, yes, but we could make it work. I could still finish medical school. Enzo could still follow his own dreams... Maybe. I hoped. Or would a baby throw a wrench into everything?
Just then, the chirping of my phone broke my reverie. An incoming message from Enzo flashed on the screen." Hey love, practice is intense today. Thinking of you. Can't wait to see you later x."
A broad smile spread across my face as I typed a quick reply. "All the best, superstar. We're cheering for you, always." The 'we' in my message felt oddly fitting, even if it might just be my imagination for now.
Placing the phone back on the coffee table, I leaned back, lost once again in my thoughts. Whatever the future held, whatever challenges lay ahead, one thing was certain: together, Enzo and I could face anything.
But if that 'anything' included a baby, would it be a journey that we were both ready to embark on?
The chilly wind outside the hockey arena bit at my face, but the growing anticipation of watching Enzo play his last game warmed me from the inside. Lori and Jessica met me at the entrance, both donned in jerseys and hats supporting our team.