Meant to Be

Prologue

PROLOGUE

I can't wait to go home and tell Ezio my surprise.

This week had been hard because I kept on vomiting and felt dizzy. I thought it's because of what I ate or something but it got worst yesterday when I was in a business trip with my boss, Sheila. She got me to a hospital and explained to the doctor what was happening for the past few days and they immediately run some tests. While we were waiting, I thank Sheila for being here with me and I said that she should go back to her hotel room but she simply said "Oh, Its fine and you know that I will always be here with you. You're one of my friends."

After a few hours, the doctor emerged with the results and a smile on his face.

"Mrs. Gianneli, congratulations, you're pregnant"

Hearing those words had been the best moment in my life. But I have a question that causes me to cry because of this news.

"I thought I can't get pregnant?"

"Well you're lucky you are not one of the 75% of women who have PCOS and are infertile. I think your doctor said you'll have a hard time to conceive a baby. Congratulations again and you can now go home" he smiled at me and left us.

Ezio and I have been having trouble in starting a family. After trying for a year, we went to a doctor to ask help. The doctor ran tests to both if us to see if we have any problem. After a few days, the doctor called us that she already has the results and we should go to her clinic. She said that I have Polycystic ovary syndrome and there's a chance that I'm infertile. I can't help but to leave the room and cry. The dreams of having a family completely vanished at that time.

I distance myself from Ezio because of shame. I can't face him and know the fact I'm the obstacle in starting family that we both dream of. He tried to talk to me but I shut him down. I rarely eat and when he comes home from work, it's either I'm sleeping or I'm at work busying myself. I've been like that for four months. At that span of time, we make love but not that kind of sex when he whispers his love for me. It's just like scratching an itch.

After those four months, I went to a psychiatrist. It's been two weeks since my first visit. She encourages me to talk to Ezio and start to seek a solution to start a family like adoption and surrogacy. I'm not picking any of those solutions because I'm four weeks pregnant.

I park my car, grab the results of my check up and notice he's already here. Maybe he decided to go home early. I went to the living room to find him but Ezio is not here. I climb upstairs to find him. I heard a loud thud coming from our bedroom. Running towards the room, and there he was with Lila, his secretary. Lila's blouse is nowhere to be found and Ezio is only his boxer briefs. His hair is wet from the shower and he's standing while Lila was on her knees reaching for his boxers.

"What's going on here?" I whispered and finally finding my voice.

Ezio and Lila look up. Lila has a smug look on her face and stands up slowly and pick up her blouse and left while Ezio reach up and tried to hug me. I can't control my tears anymore and I let them pour down.

"Don't touch me!" I walk backwards so that I can get away from his hold.

"Why Lila is here? Oh, wait don't answer the question. From what I saw you're going to fuck her while I'm away." I sneered.

"Danielle, let me explain" Ezio pleaded.

"No. I saw enough." I walk towards the door but he grabbed my waist and pulls me towards his chest. He eyed the papers in my hands and grabs them. I tried to get away from his arms but failed.

"You're pregnant?" he whispered in my ears.

"Yes but I think it's too late for this." I whispered and sob. He loosens his hold and I quickly sat on our bed.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I'm filing a divorce and I will raise this child alone" Saying those words hurts. I cried more and flinch when he shouts at me.

"No! You can't. We're having a baby! You can't do this."

"Yes I can! You cheated on me" I shouted back.

"First of all, I did not have had sex with her and second, I'm not the one who shut down herself from this world. You are the one who ignored me for months. You never talk to me when we are the lowest state of our lives. You never tried to fix this fucking problem and I suffered too. You don't know how many things I sacrificed for this marriage to be possible. I left my family in Italy to live here with you. I tried to persuade you to live in Italy but you keep saying no but we know the fact that you don't have a family here and I left my family's business because of you! If we fight for the custody of our child, I will obviously win because I'm richer and have many connections than you. Choose now Dan, it is either divorce or you can be with our child for the rest of your life. " Those words are punch in my gut. All are painfully true. It's the reality of my life. If we fight for the custody of our child, I can lose because Ezio's family is rich and very well-known in Italy. If he wins, he can grab our child in Italy and never come back and I will never see my child again.

As if the word he said finally sunk into his mind, he crouches in front of me and whispers soothing words to stop me crying. I look up at him and spilled out my final decision.

"Do you want me to migrate in Italy? Fine. You don't want a divorce? Fine. I'll give you everything that makes you happy. I'll do everything to be with my child." I murmured.

"That's not what I meant --"

"I'm not dumb to understand you, Ezio. Let me remind you that this marriage will not be the same anymore." I stand up and left him in our bedroom. I can't sleep in a bedroom knowing where he probably fucked Lila many times. I went to the guestroom and wept until I fell asleep.