Chapter 105 In another life, we would be together.
ANGELICA'S POV
The time was going by too quickly for my liking. No. It was practically flying at this point.
It almost felt like it was yesterday when Cecilia told me she was leaving me and that I would die on my birthday while giving birth.
Since my powers left, and I was practically back to being a human, I stopped all the training in the name of taking rest for my baby.
I didn't tell anyone about it, just as Cecilia asked me to.
There were times when Alchemist tried to touch me to feel my powers' core to see if my powers were really just replenishing or if there was something really wrong with them, but I pushed him away by saying their lies deeply hurt me.
They all probably knew the story the demon king told me, never told me, and used it as a weapon to keep them away from me.
The demon king never came to meet me. It wasn't like those stories where once the villain finds redemption, they become friends with the hero.
The reality was completely different from the books and movies.
My baby was growing healthy in my abdomen. Dylan and Ericson had never been so protective and caring as they were now. They loved me before, but it was almost as if they were my shadows.
I couldn't even stand or sit without one of them noticing it.
The care and affection were really spoiling me, but thinking about how this was my only chance at feeling it because…
“What are you writing?” Ericson's voice made me jerk in my place, and I quickly closed the diary I had been writing every day since I found out I would die on my 22nd birthday.
“It won't be a diary entry if I told you about it, would it?” I asked with a cheeky grin, smiling when he pecked my lips.
“I brought you the savory, spicy water balls you were asking for,” he said, showing me the polybag, and I widened my eyes in excitement.
“Thank you so much, Eric,” I hugged him before wincing slightly when the baby in my stomach kicked.
“What happened?” He asked, placing his hand on my abdomen.
“Nothing. She just kicked. Maybe she wants to eat more than I,” I chuckled.
“What is the mother and father talking about with my baby?” Dylan asked as he walked into the house.
“Where were you?” I asked.
“Me? I was looking at preparations for your birthday. Just because you are pregnant doesn't mean we would miss your first birthday with us. It's going to be special and memorable. You won't forget this birthday, I promise you,” Dylan said.
The smile on my face faltered a bit as my eyes brimmed with tears.
I would never get the same birthday, indeed. Tomorrow would be my first and last birthday with the alphas.
“What's wrong, baby? Did you not like what I said?” Dylan asked, walking to me and cupping my cheeks.
I shook my head.
“No. It's just, I don't know what I did to deserve such amazing mates like you. I wish I had more time with you,” I whispered.
“Hey, you can't be sad about that. So what if we met late? We have the rest of our lives together,” Ericson flicked my nose playfully, and I smiled bitterly.
If only I could tell them the truth. I wanted to… honestly, there were days I cried myself to sleep when the alphas weren't there because the burden of this truth was hard to bear alone.
But the thought of them not being able to love me enough and always living with the fear of losing me and not living their best moments during my pregnancy always stopped me.
I wanted them to enjoy this time as much as I wanted to enjoy it.
I wanted them to love me unfiltered, not because they knew I was going to die soon. That would've made me paranoid.
“It's close to eleven. Why did you bring this junk for her at this time? It will only make her feel that burning sensation in her chest. She won't even be able to sleep properly. You know what the doctor said. Don't you?” Dylan started scolding Ericson, who pouted.
“But she asked with such a cute face that I couldn't resist,” Ericson said.
I smiled at the man and was about to tell Dylan not to scold Ericson when I felt it.
It started with a small ache in my abdomen that spread across my entire chest, traveling straight to my heart.
A gasp left my mouth as I staggered to the side to take the support of the chair.
"D-Dylan," I gasped, the liquid dripping down my legs.
My water had broken. It was time already.
The thought brought tears to my face.
“Baby, oh my god, her water broke; call the doctor. Ericson!” Dylan shouted, and Ericson turned to leave when I held his hand.
“Don't leave me. Please. I am scared. I need both of you. In my last moments, please stay with me. I love you,” I whispered before my body swayed, and Dylan quickly held me.
He took a deep breath before nodding at Ericson. They cleared the bed in the living room that had been shifted down just for me and asked the doctor to rush to the house.
I lay on the bed, holding their hands between mine.
“You will take good care of our daughter, right?” I asked, tears flowing from the corner of my eyes.
“We will take good care of both of you, baby. Stop talking. Your talking will only discomfort you more." Dylan wiped the sweat from my forehead, and I shook my head.
“Let me speak. If I don't speak now, it will be too late,” I whispered.
“Okay, keep talking. But don't stress yourself. The doctor will be here soon. Everything will be fine." Dylan kissed my forehead, and I nodded.
“Everything will be fine. You will forgive me, right?” I asked.
“Forgive you for what, mi vida? You are going to give us the best happiness of our lives. Why are you talking like that?” Ericson asked, kissing my knuckles.
I shook my head.
“First promise me, whatever happens from now on, you will always take care of yourself and our baby. You will forgive me. That diary you were always so curious about. You can read it. I permit it,” I smiled at Dylan and Ericson.
I raised my hand and touched their cheeks, my lips trembling from the emotions that I had been suppressing for so long.
A whimper left my mouth, and I covered my mouth to control my sobs.
Dylan looked at me intensely. I knew he felt something was wrong with me. My mom rushed to the house and looked at me.
“Be patient, baby. The doctor is on her way. Just take deep breaths till then,” my mother said, and I smiled at her.
“Thank you for being the best mom, Mom. Though you weren't my real mom, I couldn't have asked for a better one. You did your best, and I will always be grateful to you for that,” I whispered.
My mother looked at me in confusion.
“What are you talking about?” She asked, but I shook my head.
I opened my mouth to tell them the truth, but the doctor rushed inside and quickly asked everyone to empty the bed.
“No. Don't leave you two. Please, I want to keep looking at you. It will give me strength,” I pleaded.
Dylan and Ericson looked torn. I knew seeing me like this would be like hell for them, but because of my pleading, they stopped in the living room with me, watching me while standing beside my bed.
The dilations and contractions became even more powerful, and I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“Aaa!” I shouted, trying my best to push the baby out of my womb, before the clock struck 12 to be able to see my baby before closing my eyes forever.
“Luna, you are stressing too much. Please relax. Your stress is only hurting your baby." The doctor said, and I pursed my lips, sniffing loudly.
I was hurting my baby. In my selfishness, wanting to see her face, I was stressing her out.
What kind of mom was I really? How could I do that to her? I wouldn't be with her anyway, but if the stress hurt her too badly, what would I do?
I let the helpless tears fall from the corner of my eyes, letting the process happen naturally.
“Aaa!” I screamed when another contraction and dilation happened.
If there was really a moon goddess in the supernatural world, please take care of my loved ones after I am gone. I prayed in my head before my gaze fell on the clock.
11:59 pm.
A sad smile crossed my face, and I looked at the twin alphas through my pain.
“I love you. In another life, we would definitely be together, I promise,” I mouthed to them.
The sound of the baby crying echoed in the silent living hall as the doctor pulled the baby out with my last scream.
I lifted my upper body partially, my legs shaking terribly due to the shock, despite the piercing pain I was in, to have at least one single glimpse of my baby.
However, before I could even see her, my vision blurred, and I fell back, slipping into a dark abyss.
“Angel! Angel! Open your eyes! Please, baby. Don’t scare us like this!” I could hear the alphas shout around me, but there was really nothing that I could do.
I saw my soul leaving my body.
My lifeless body was still on the bed, and I watched Dylan and Ericson losing it completely as they realized I had left them. My mother wailed in agony as the sounds of the wolves howling at the demise of their Luna echoed in the silent forest.
I saw all of it as a soul drifting, watching the alphas one last time before I had to move towards the light of the afterlife that was waiting for me.
I just hope everyone lives a happy life without me. This was the end of my story, but I was happy it was the beginning of my daughter's.