Page 80 of Saved By A God
“Christiano, give the IV bag to Uncle Dario and go to Gianna,” I say, jerking my head in her direction.
He passes the bag, then jogs to our sister and engulfs her in a hug.
The ambulance doors are already open by the time we reach it, and Dr. Milazzo climbs in first, his voice low and controlled as he starts giving orders to the medic waiting inside.
Only when I’m beside the stretcher right outside the vehicle do I lower Rosie onto it, and the second I pull my arms from beneath her, I already miss holding her.
Fuck, I’ll have to step aside for the time being so either Uncle Dario or Aunt Eden can ride with Rosie.
The medic checks the IV line while Aunt Eden moves closer, trembling as she takes Rosie’s hand. “I love you, baby,” she whispers.
“Love you, Mom,” Rosie mumbles, the words barely audible.
The stretcher is loaded into the back of the ambulance, and almost instantly, Rosie’s features tighten, and a small, broken sound slips from her.
My heart stops, my vision zeroing in on her face.
“Enzo,” she whimpers.
Every set of eyes turns to me.
“Enzo!” she sobs, trying to turn onto her side as she becomes restless.
I dart forward, jumping into the ambulance, and leaning over her, I say, “I’m here,bella mia. Shh… I’m here.”
“Don’t… leave,” she whispers, her eyes opening slightly before closing again. “You promised.”
“Stay with her, Mr. Falco,” Dr. Milazzo says, then he looks at her parents. “For Rosie’s emotional state, it’s better if he rides with us so that she can remain calm.”
Uncle Dario’s jaw tightens, his gaze locked on Rosie as another faint whimper leaves her, then he nods. “We’ll be right behind the ambulance.” His voice roughens as he looks at me. “Don’t let her wake up without you. You’re the one she needs right now.”
Christ.
I take the seat beside the stretcher, wrapping my hand around Rosie’s while Aunt Eden and Uncle Dario step back so the doors can be shut.
Rosie’s fingers stir in my hold, and the tension in her face eases as she settles once more.
“I’ve got you,bella mia,” I murmur.
Dr. Milazzo gives the driver the order, and as the ambulance pulls away, I keep hold of my woman’s hand, watching every soft breath she takes while we head for the hospital.
Chapter 21
Rosie
Waking again, I keep my eyes closed as I listen for any movement. It’s so quiet, it’s unsettling.
Slowly, my mind begins to work, and blurry memories trickle through me. Having lost complete track of time, I remember flashes of Enzo, my parents, an MRI machine, and Dr. Milazzo.
Jesus, it feels like I’ve been run over by a train.
When I recall Enzo telling me that Rodian would help Tim get home, my eyes snap open. As soon as my vision focuses on Enzo, it feels as if my soul heaves a relieved sigh.
He’s changed out of his combat clothes, and seeing him in a charcoal T-shirt, it’s so familiar it actually hurts.
Leaning forward, he brushes his palm over the side of my head, his tone soft and tender as he says, “Hi,bella mia. How do you feel?”
“Okay.” Then my sight latches onto his arm, and I shoot up so fast into a sitting position that my head spins for a moment. “Did Tim get home safely?”
