ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 30.

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ᴀᴍᴇʟɪᴀ's ᴘᴏᴠ:

"You should eat this." Isabella says sitting down a tray next to me, on the bed. I thank her getting up a bit, using the head rest as support.

Previously today, when Andrew had left the room, Vincenzo along with the guys had come to see me but fortunately Vincenzo had stopped them from asking any questions. They said it would take a few days to heal my wounds completely as well as the bruised ribs and until then I could stay here. Which I was thankful for.

(A/N : before anyone says this.. I know it takes weeks to heal bruised ribs but let's just pretend  its gonna heal completely in a few days and is not as painful)

I eat the food Bella brought me in small pieces, sitting in comfortable silence. "Are you really okay?" I could hear the concern in Bella's voice. I smile a bit, nodding my head for her.

I look up to see tears in her already puffy eyes. Seeing that, I take the tray, keeping it on the side table, and turn towards her. I wipe her tears, bringing her in for a hug. She already cried enough because of me. "I told you you look ugly while crying, like completely disgusting." I say in a playful manner, trying to make her stop crying.

ᴀɴᴅʀᴇᴡ's ᴘᴏᴠ:

As I make my way towards Amelia's room to get Bella, I stop in my tracks, listening to the voices coming from inside. "I don't want to lose you again" I hear Bella choke out. I look inside to see her crying her eyes out, hugging Amelia.

I notice how hard Bella was squeezing her. I knew it was hurting Amelia but she was trying to hold it in, letting Bella hug her. And that was my cue.

I open up the door completely, walking into the room. As I do, Amelia looks up at me but focusing her attention back on Bella, who looked like she had fallen asleep. I go towards them, picking Bella up slowly, making sure she doesn't wake up.

I put Bella in our room, laying down beside her. My arms around her waist. I text Vin that Amelia was alone right now and fall into deep slumber with l'amore della mia vita in my arms.

[The love of my life]

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