Semua Bab Ninety-Nine Calls to Goodbye: Bab 1 - Bab 9

I woke up in a private room at the family hospital. The white lights stung my eyes. My body felt like a truck had run over it.A doctor stood at the foot of my bed. His face was tired. "Mrs. Vitale," he said, "We did everything we could, but we could not save the baby. I am very sorry." He left before I could answer. I reached for my phone. No calls. No messages. Nothing.That did not make sense. Enzo never allowed his Donna to be out of contact for more than an hour. The last time a rival family kept me out of contact for three hours, he shut down half the city looking for me. Now? Three days. Nothing.I put my hand on my belly. It was empty. The baby was gone. I remembered how happy I had been when I first found out. I had planned to surprise everyone. Now none of that would ever happen. Tears ran down my face.Then a message popped up. Chiara Moretti had posted a photo on the family internal channel.In the photo, Enzo and my parents stood beside Chiara's bed. One hand rested on h

"She's not dying," I said. " She lied to all of you."My mother did not even blink. “That's enough, Alessia. You've gone too far.”My father let out a heavy sigh. “Instead of supporting your sister, you attack her. What happened to you?”“Her condition is not even that serious!” My voice finally broke out. “Right here, before you came in. She said she's not dying.”"You're hallucinating," Enzo said. "The doctor confirmed her condition. We all saw the reports. You're so jealous of her that you're making things up now. "" I know this has been hard for you." My mother's voice was cold now. "But Chiara is dying. That's the truth. Instead of supporting her, you're attacking her and making up lies. The elders will question whether you're fit to be Donna. "My father nodded. "A Donna supports the family. She doesn't tear it apart. You're acting like a child. We expected better from you."Enzo looked at me. "You need to leave," he said. "Go back to your room. Calm down. We'll talk about this

Enzo had been distracted all day.Chiara wanted to go out. Her heart condition meant she could not stay in her hospital room all the time, so he agreed without thinking.Halfway there, a strange heaviness settled in his chest. He did not know why."Enzo," Chiara said, leaning back in her seat. Her voice was soft. "Look, a new jewelry store. Let's go in."He meant to say no, but she was already pulling on his arm: “Just for a little while. You are not in a hurry to get back, are you?"He did not answer. Chiara took his silence as agreement. She looped her arm through his and walked him inside.She leaned over the display case, her eyes fixed on the diamonds. "Enzo, look at this one. It is beautiful."Enzo stood there, and something about the scene felt familiar. He thought of Alessia. She never asked him for anything like this. He used to think she was just being sensible. Now he wondered if she had only been trying not to owe him anything."Enzo, I want this watch." Chiara's voice pull

Enzo picked up a pen to write to Alessia. He held it for a long time without putting down a single word. He wanted to explain that he had not ignored her calls on purpose. Chiara had said her heart was bothering her, so he could not leave. He wanted to tell her that he thought she was just upset. He wanted to tell her that he did not know she was pregnant. There was so much he wanted to say. But every explanation felt empty now.In the end, he wrote only one sentence. "Alessia, I will wait for you to come back. Always."He put copies of the miscarriage report and the divorce papers in an envelope with the letter and sealed it. He did not know where to send it. He left it on her dresser, hoping that one day she would come back for it.After that, he fell onto the bed and drifted into sleep without realizing it.When he opened his eyes again, it was late. He lay there staring at the ceiling. Alessia's words kept running through his head. "She is not dying. She has been lying to all of yo

Perhaps afraid I would refuse, he added quickly, "Think of it as a final goodbye. Tomorrow you will leave, and you may never come back."I was silent for a long time. Then I nodded.The estate doors opened to reveal everything exactly as I had left it. Lights glowed in the living room. The air smelled faintly of wood. Nothing had moved.Rosalina stood at the bottom of the stairs. Her eyes reddened the moment she saw me. Alberto came out from the study and stood behind her. His hair had turned almost white. He had lost weight, and deep lines marked his face. He looked at me and opened his mouth, but no words came out."I am back," I said.Rosalina walked toward me and raised a hand. She stopped it in midair and did not touch me. "You have lost weight," she said. Her voice was rough."I am fine." She nodded and lowered her hand.Enzo stayed by the door. I walked into the living room and sat down. A servant brought coffee. Everything looked the same as three years ago. But nothing felt th