Page 315 of When We Fall: Part Two
“Where?” Matteo asked, frowning at me.
“Rosalie. I-I’m going to get her. Bianca… Please…”
“Go,” Matteo said firmly. “I will handle Bianca.”
“Father. She’s scared. Please don’t hurt her or the babies?—”
“How little you know me,” he murmured, stepping away from me. “Alessio, let Klaus know I’ll be with Bianca. Keep watch. You know the drill.”
Alessio inclined his head as Matteo looked back at me.
“You love Rosalie. Do not be a fool, Alessandro. Go get your woman.” He opened the door without waiting for me to say a word and disappeared into Bianca’s room.
Fuck.
I had to trust him.
“Have some faith, Archangel,” Alessio said, giving me a small smile. “Drake is on his way.”
“H-He is?”
“He is. He will be with her for the birth. Matteo is simply keeping her company until his arrival. It shouldn’t be long. He was on his way after I told him we needed another man at the hospital.”
“You know…?”
“Of course I do.” He chuckled. “He caves under pressure.”
“You didn’t tell Matteo?”
He smirked at me. “Go to Rosalie. All is well here.”
I nodded, my throat tight. I had to have a little faith. I rushed to the elevator and rode down to the lobby before dashing outside. Drake met me on the sidewalk, looking like he was freaking out.
“Bianca?” he choked out.
“In labor. You’re going in with her. They’re going to do a C-section,” I explained as fast as I could. “Matteo is sitting with her right now.”
“Fuck,” he said, scrubbing his hand down his face.
“I’ll be back. I’m going to get Rosalie.”
“You found her?”
“Yeah. I-I have to?—”
“I know, man. Go. I’ll be here with my girl.”
“You two are OK?”
“No.” He looked sad. “But I’m working on it. Maybe this will help.”
“Maybe. Good luck.”
“You too.”
We said our goodbyes, and I got into my car, my heart in my throat as I looked at the address I was being sent to.
It was an apartment. A high-rise. One of the most prestigious areas to live.
