*Book 1*
Rosalía was adopted from a strange couple in Madrid at the age 7. She barely remembers her childhood from when she lived in Barcelona before she was adopted. She always knew she was different but couldnt figure it out.
Until one night on h...
*Trigger warning- miscarriage/loss of unborn child(in case anyone who feels triggered by this, i recommend skipping this chapter)
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Ever since we started these treatments, it's been hard on us. The waiting and trying, it's been making me lose hope.
I hate that it's making me feel this way but it has been.
Part of me wants this process to hurry up but I know it doesn't work that way. Some nights I would spend judging my body for not even being able to produce a baby. Like seriously, am I just not fit to be a mother? Am I exactly what people used to say I was?
Worthless of being loved by people who are in danger cause of me?
It seems to be my fate.
I sit in the kitchen with Francesco as we eat breakfast. I sit in the chair as I stare at the plate. I look at my pancakes and I play with it with my fork.
Just poking at it.
I start to feel a bit sick but I ignore it.
Maybe a side effect or something.
"Baby are you okay? You are hardly touching your food" he asks as he holds my hand.
I shrug. "I am just feeling groggy I guess, I will be okay" I lie.
He looks at me and he finishes his meal.
"I can clear my schedule today, do you need me muñequita?" He ask.
I look at him and I smile slightly.
"No It's fine, I am fine. Don't worry about me, go. I will be fine".
He seems hesitant and I shake my head.
"Francesco seriously I am good".
He groans and decided to give up. "Fine but call me. For anything, I will have my phone close of course. Seriously I mean it Rosalía".
I nod. "Yes sir hehe".
He rolls his eyes and kisses my head.
He leaves and goes out for the day. I clean up and I start to feel a bit dizzy.
I gasp as I try to hold myself up by leaning against the counter. I start to feel pressure in my lower stomach. I gasp as the pain gets worse. I hold my stomach and I head to our bedroom.
I try to take some pain reliever. I am confused by the sudden pain, I have never experienced pain like this before.
I lay down to sleep it off and I cuddle up in the bed. I cover myself up and I try to sleep.
I close my eyes and I toss and turn. I start to knock the pillows off the bed.
