ARIANA
As the chemotherapy proceeded, my body got a lot weaker. I mostly stayed in bed. The doctor had informed us about the health issues that might occur. Enzo said it'll be fine but Enzo wasn't the one who would be losing his mind. It was his day off. Enzo asked me to join him in the kitchen.
At first, I didn't want to join him. The last thing I wanted was to get back with him. I no longer had the strength to build it all up again. I was done trying. And I knew my heart would no longer be able to bear another betrayal. It was for the best that we stayed apart. Although loneliness was killing me. But he couldn't divorce me, thanks to my asshole brother. And I never wanted another chance with Enzo.
Then he insisted that I join him. I was hungry and weak and I just wanted him off my back. So I went downstairs. It took me half an hour to go downstairs from the second floor. And I was covered in sweat. I remember breathing so heavily. It was a disaster and I knew it wouldn't do me well.
Before I could have fallen down, missing the last few steps, Enzo was right there to catch me. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me bridal style to the kitchen. “I should have brought you with me myself.” He growled as he made me sit on the counter. He wiped my face and my neck with fresh water.
It felt heavenly. Not his touch, but the water. Once he was sure that I wasn't sweaty, he pulled his handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the water off. Then he offered me a glass of water. “Ronny!” He shouted, stepping away from me. I thanked Enzo in a low tone then took a sip.
Soon, Ronny appeared before me. When he looked at me, sitting on the counter like a child, he smiled and waved at me. “Yes, brother.” Ronny asked.
“You have until we finish our breakfast. I need you to shift our bedroom to the ground floor. Set up the master bedroom on the ground floor.” I looked at Enzo with wide eyes when I heard it.
For security reasons, he shifted his room to the second floor. And he said it was better because of the view as well.
I kept my head narrowed, trying not to notice all the little details about the things he was doing for me. I watched as he quietly cooked. He baked cupcakes and cooked egg rolls and sausages. And there was a glass of strawberry milkshake. Along with a cup of coffee for him.
He held the spoon against my lips. I took the bite without arguing with him. I had a lot more things to do. And I never wanted my heart to fall for his act of kindness again. After that, I quickly finished my meal.
I was about to leave when he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of his lap. I was breathing heavily as his face was inches away from mine. “You can talk to me every now and then. I know I deserve every punishment in this world. But I am dying to hear you speak again.” My heart skipped a beat when I heard that.
“I don't ever want to fall in love with you again. I don't have the strength to build everything up from scratch. And my heart will not survive another betrayal. If you want me to live, I would suggest you stay away from me.” It was a cold answer but I was protecting my heart.
I saw hurt filling his eyes. But then he smiled. That smile didn't reach his eyes. They were filled with longing, sorrows and pain. He pushed the free locks of my hair behind my ears, then he leaned in and kissed my forehead. “Yeah! After everything, I shouldn't be expecting anything from you. I am just a greedy bastard.” I gulped hard but didn't say anything.
I got up from his lap and was about to walk away when I heard him. “What's this?” That question made me turn around. My eyes widened in horror when I saw a huge chunk of hair in his hands.
Tears filled my eyes at the realization. My hair had started falling. It was one of the side effects of the chemo. Imsat down on the ground and cried. I didn't even have the strength to go back to my room. Enzo walked toward me. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to our new room that was now all cleaned and ready to use.