THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

We walked into the hospital, with Samantha asking the nurse for an assistant to the gynaecologist’s office, which she was kind enough to direct us to, since the hospital was a big one. We got into the elevator, pressing the third floor as it took us up.

When we got to our designated floor, we met another nurse, and she asked us to wait at the sitting area while she confirmed our appointment.

“Dr. Alysa is ready to see you.” The nurse directed us into a cozy office. In front of us stood a mid-aged woman in a white doctor’s coat with a reading glass at the tip of her nose.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Alysa. It’s nice to meet you.” She pulled her hand forward for a handshake, which we gladly accepted. She waved us to a seat before taking hers across from us.

“So, what seems to be the problem?” she asks, and my gaze shifts from Samantha to her.

“I have been feeling quite nauseated recently, constantly vomiting every morning, and my body feels weak. I took a pregnancy test, and it confirmed I was pregnant. I just want to get confirmation from a doctor.”

“Have you and your spouse been using protection?” She looks straight at me, and I blush, shaking my head. “What you stated are obvious signs of pregnancy, and let’s not forget the result from the test kit. But to be sure, let’s run a urinary test to see if that isn’t the issue.” She gave me a cup, directing me to the bathroom.

After finishing, I close the lid. Wash my hands before heading back to the doctor’s office. Dr. Alysa and Samantha were still there; she took the cup from my hand.

“I will be back,” Dr. Alysa says, excusing herself for a minute as she walks out of her office. I let out a breath, and Samantha held my hand, giving me a light squeeze as a source of support. ensuring me that everything would be okay.

The door opened, and Dr. Alysa stepped in with a file in her hands. She walked in the opposite direction from us, taking a seat. She placed the file on the table, adjusting her glasses, before picking up the file from the table. She glanced through it, then put it back down for the second time.

“Well, it seems the test kit was correct. Congratulations, Miss Parker; from the result, it shows that you are eight weeks pregnant.”

I gasp as I feel tears run down my face, eight weeks later. which meant I was two months pregnant. “Thank you, doctor,” I breathlessly say. Samantha squeezed my hand; she had the biggest grin on her face, just like the day I took the pregnancy test.

“Would you like to go for an ultrasound to see how the baby is doing?” Dr. Alyse asked, and her hands clapped together.

I shook my head, refusing her offer, and Samantha sent me a questionable look. “Don’t you want to know if the baby is okay?”

“Of course I want to, but I want to do it with Sin beside me. I think I’m going to tell him tomorrow,” I say, smiling at her.

“Good, that’s a nice call to make. I’m sure he will be over the moon.” She chuckles.

“Thank you, doctor,” I say to Alysa.

“It’s my job.” She smiles. “I have given the nurse the required vitamins you need, so take it from her on your way out.”

We stood up, shaking each other’s hands one last time before Samantha and I left the doctor’s office.

We walked to where the nurse was, took the pills, and then left the hospital. Mateo was resting on the hood of the car when we got outside. He opened the back door for us to get in, then got into the driver’s seat before driving off.

We made it to the house safely, and I was about to get in when Mateo called me back.

“Mani, can I speak to you for a sec?” he said, stopping me in my tracks.

I gave Samantha the go-ahead and turned to look at him. ” Yeah”

“You do know you and Samantha are shitty liars. Right.” He raised a brow. “You guys made it so obvious at the mall.”

“Why didn’t you say anything then?” I asked.

“You are like a little sister to me, I don’t know why you need to lie about your location to Sin when you know he is going to find out eventually.” He took a pause. “Why did you need to go to the doctor’s office today?”

I let out a sigh. “I wanted to tell Sin first before anyone else found out. I guess there’s no harm in you knowing, as long as you don’t tell Sin” I took out the file, giving it to him.

Mateo looked at me unsure, but took it from my hand; he read through it, and his stony face transformed into a full-blown smile.

“Congratulations Mani”

“Thank you”

“When are you telling Sin?”

“Tomorrow, I want to plan something special for the two of us. But remember, you need to keep it a secret until tomorrow,” I warned.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“I will, only on one condition.” He says it with a sly smile.

“What is it?”

“You make me the godfather.” I shake my head, laughing. He and Samantha are truly the same.