Chapter 47 Chapter 47
The next morning came slow. The sky was calm, soft and clear. Savannah opened her eyes to the sound of birds outside. Her body still felt tired but her heart was light. She had not slept much, she spent most of the night thinking about Adrian and what he said.
Now she already made her mind. She would move in with him. It was not easy but she knew it was the best thing for her and the baby.
She got up slowly from the bed, her hand on her belly. “Good morning, my baby,” she said softly. “We have made a big decision, haven’t we?”
The baby moved a little and she smiled.
She went to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of warm milk. The house was quiet, too quiet. She had never lived in such a beautiful place before. Everything looked new and clean. Adrian made sure she was comfortable in every way. But comfort didn’t stop the loneliness.
She sat on the couch and sipped the milk slowly. Her mind was far away when she heard a knock on the door.
She frowned a little, not expecting anyone. The knock came again, this time louder.
Savannah stood up carefully and walked to the door. When she opened it, her heart jumped.
“Adrian?” she said in surprise.
He smiled softly. “Good morning, Savannah. Can I come in?”
She nodded quickly and stepped aside. “Of course.”
He walked in, his eyes moving around the house like he was checking everything. “You didn’t call,” he said quietly. “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
Savannah smiled a little and looked down. “I’m fine. Just tired.”
“You don’t look fine,” he said as he studied her face. “You look pale. Are you eating well?”
She laughed a bit. “You sound like a doctor now.”
He smiled. “Someone has to check on you. You refuse to let me hire help.”
Savannah sat on the sofa and he joined her. There was a small silence between them, the kind that felt warm but full. He looked at her, then at her belly.
“How’s the baby?” he asked.
“He’s fine,” she said softly. “Or maybe she. I don’t know yet.”
He smiled. “Boy or girl, I’ll still spoil the baby the same.”
Savannah’s heart warmed at his words. Adrian always had that gentle way of talking that made her feel safe. She looked at him, wondering how someone could care so much with no strings attached.
“Did you sleep at all?” he asked.
She nodded slowly. “A little.”
He sighed. “You need to rest more. I don’t like seeing you like this.”
Savannah looked down at her hands. She wanted to tell him about her decision, but the words felt heavy. She didn’t want to sound desperate or weak. She wanted it to come from her heart, not from fear.
Adrian noticed her silence and leaned forward. “Are you sure everything is okay?”
She forced a small smile. “Yes, everything is fine.”
But deep down, her heart was beating fast. She wanted to say yes, I’ll move in with you. She wanted to tell him she finally understood what he meant when he said she needed someone around. But she waited, afraid her voice might shake.
Adrian reached for the small glass table and took the empty milk cup from her hand. “You should be drinking juice, not just milk,” he said. “I’ll bring some fruits next time.”
“You don’t have to,” she said softly.
“I want to,” he replied. “Let me take care of you, Savannah. You don’t need to do everything alone.”
His voice was calm but carried weight. She looked at him and saw the truth in his eyes. He meant every word.
Savannah rubbed her belly slowly and whispered, “I know.”
The silence grew again. Only the sound of birds outside filled the air. Adrian looked at her again and said, “Savannah, I know you said you would think about moving in with me. Have you made up your mind?”
Her heart skipped. The question came so direct she didn’t have time to hide.
She looked down, her fingers playing with the edge of her dress. “I thought about it all night,” she said softly.
“And?” Adrian asked, his tone gentle.
Savannah raised her eyes slowly to meet his. “I’ll come,” she said finally. “I’ll move in with you.”
For a moment, Adrian just looked at her like he didn’t believe what he heard. Then his face broke into a smile — real and wide. “Are you serious?”
She nodded. “Yes. I think it’s time. I can’t be alone anymore. I’m seven months gone. I’ll need help soon.”
Adrian’s smile softened into something warm. “You don’t know how happy that makes me,” he said quietly. “I was so worried you’d say no again.”
Savannah chuckled lightly. “I almost did. But the baby made me change my mind.”
Adrian laughed too. “Then I owe that baby a thank you.”
She laughed softly and looked away, shy. Her heart felt light for the first time in a long while.
Adrian stood up and stretched his hand out to her. “Then it’s settled. I’ll come pick you up tomorrow morning. I’ll get everything ready. You just rest, okay?”
Savannah looked at his hand for a second before placing hers in it. “Okay.”
He helped her up gently, his hand still holding hers. Their eyes met and for a moment, neither of them spoke.
It was a quiet kind of feeling — safe, close, but not rushed.
Adrian cleared his throat and smiled again. “You should eat something. I brought food.”
She blinked. “You did?”
He pointed to a small brown bag he placed near the door. “Your favorite rice and chicken from that shop down the street.”
Savannah’s eyes lit up. “You didn’t have to—”
“I wanted to,” he said again, cutting her gently. “You need energy. You’re eating for two.”
She giggled softly and shook her head. “You always say that.”
“Because it’s true,” he said with a grin.
She walked slowly to the dining table while Adrian unpacked the food. The smell filled the room, warm and homely. She felt her stomach growl and they both laughed.
He served her plate and sat beside her, watching her eat like a protective brother — but there was something more in his eyes, something quiet he didn’t say.
Savannah noticed it but said nothing. She didn’t want to read too much into it.
After the meal, Adrian cleaned the table while Savannah rested on the couch again.
“You don’t have to clean,” she said, smiling.
“Yes, I do,” he replied simply. “You’re supposed to rest now.”
When he finished, he came to sit beside her again. The afternoon light fell softly through the window.
“You’ll be fine, Savannah,” he said quietly. “You’ll be safe with me.”
She looked at him and nodded slowly. “I know.”
He smiled faintly. “Tomorrow morning, then. I’ll come early.”
“Okay,” she said softly.
Adrian stood up and walked to the door. Before leaving, he turned back and looked at her one more time. “You made the right choice,” he said.
Savannah smiled gently. “I hope so.”
“You did,” he said with confidence. Then he left.
The door closed softly, leaving her in silence again — but this time, it was a different kind of silence. Not empty. Not lonely.
Savannah placed her hand on her belly and whispered, “We’re moving tomorrow, my baby. We’re going to stay with Uncle Adrian.”
The baby kicked, and she smiled wide.
She walked slowly to her bedroom and sat on the bed. Her heart was warm, calm, and full of quiet hope.
For the first time in many months, she didn’t feel scared about what was coming. She knew Adrian would be there, and somehow that was enough.
Outside, the sun shone bright and the air was full of peace.