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Oh, I like nervous Nick. I like nervous Nick a lot. He’s freaking adorable, flushed and scratching the back of his head as he nods timidly.
A high-pitched scream rings out. We whirl toward the origin, toward the kitchen doorway, where we find a horrified Cass with a hand clamped over his eyes. Fuck my life.
“Not the only thing being murdered, apparently.”
Omg im dead 💀 😂😭
“Querida,” they rasp, sending prickles down my spine because I know that word, I know it so damn well. I yearn to open my eyes, to reply, but my body won’t obey. “I need you to wake up now.”
“I need you to tell the bright white light to fuck off, okay?” The voice is trembling, so full of pain that it hurts me because I somehow know that I'm the source of it. I feel pressure against my forehead, hot wet droplets burning my skin. “Please, Amelia. I need you. Please come back to me.”
When the door flies open and a ragged, wild-eyed man bursts into the room and freezes at the sight of me, I burst into tears all over again.
“I was so fucking scared.” “I'm okay,” I repeat.
Shifting closer, Nick cradles me carefully, lips ghosting my ear. “It’s not your fault either.” “I know.” And I do. Finally, I do.
And all mine. The love of my fucking life.
He's waiting for me patiently, like he always is. Like he always will.
He wipes away my tears, kisses my damp cheeks, whispers an 'I love you.’
“Need a ride?”
A laugh leaves me and floats through the air at his oh-so-familiar question, one of the first things he ever said to me. Lacing our hands together, I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him again, grinning against his lips.
Sam, I'm a Silva. We did it.
Not only am I a Silva but I made a Silva. A perfect little baby girl Silva.
And now I love Nick, not with just my heart, but with my entire being.
There isn't a part of me that doesn't love that man.
Nick is it for me.
