Xander Pov

I waved my hand bidding goodbye to my son who waved back with his tiny arms still being in his grandfather’s arms. My father smiled at me nodding his head while I returned with a bright one.

Everything seems so perfect. Too perfect to be real. Every second I still fear that all of this might end up disappearing. But now I have started believing that indeed miracles happen.

I pushed myself in the car and drove to the mansion. Our house. An empty dry mansion Amelia succeeded in building into a beautiful home. My Alexander’s and hers.

If I say I wasn’t surprise seeing how mature yet childish her brother behaved with me would be a pure lie. I didn’t expect him to give me a cold shoulder. He loves his sister more than anything.

Sometimes I don’t even know why I become jealous of their interaction. I mean they are brother and sister for God sakes but damn this heart wants her to only look at me and me.

Weird how I used to think that I wouldn’t be able to smile again. Be happy once again after Mia’s death but you can never predict what is restore in your fate for you.

I love her presence. I love having her near me all the time. My mind always remains clouded with her thoughts. I felt like a lovesick teenager.

Lovesick. Love?

Am I really in love with her? I don’t know I just can’t understand what I feel for her. I know have no strength to confess my love to her if I have any. As I already know she likes me not love.

I can’t make her uncomfortable with me again just because of my feelings. Yes, I know somewhere in my heart I started feeling more than just liking towards her but I still can’t bring myself to call it love.

Today was Sunday and Alexander was begging me for a month to let him spent a day with his grandfather. He loves my father too much. And why not father had always given him the love I should be the one giving but well I am still happy. Even though late but I at least realized that more than my presence he needs my attention and love.

And I might hadn’t realized it if it wasn’t for Amelia. Again that dangerous woman. I don’t know why but I just want her near me all the time. I want to hold her. Touch her.

And maybe love her all time.

Finally reaching the house I entered it. Today I gave leave to servants as well. I just wanted this day to be mine and Amelia’s. Only us.

I planned a lot of things for us. Movie. Fast food. Damn I can never forget she’s a sucker for fast food. She loves eating fast food like normal food. Because of her, we have frozen pizza and burger patties in our fridge all time.

I chuckled remembering how she jumped on me kissing my whole face when I showed her the frozen fast food stock I bought for her. Damn just to have her in my arms I wouldn’t mind buying fast food from the whole city convenience stores.

“Darling I am home,” I said raising my voice a little as I entered our room.

But as soon as I entered the room my smile fell off and I stared at the woman in front of him in shock.

“Amelia.” Without wasting a minute I walked towards her taking fast steps.

She looked so sick. She was coughing while sitting on the bed. Her back was against the headboard while her face was looking paler than usual.

Worry clouded my mind as I instantly removed my jacket and took a seat in front of her. She opened her half-conscious eyes shooting me her weak smile.

I touched her forehead and gasped out. “God Amelia your burning. Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well.” I questioned making her open her mouth to answer me but before she could utter a word she coughed out badly.

“Hey hey don’t say anything. Just lay down. I will call the doctor.” She nodded finding it hard to speak anything.

Soon the doctor came and gave her an injection. She was fast asleep while I stared at her as worry wasn’t letting me sleep. The doctor said it was because of excessive work load. And why not she was working overnight yesterday.

Harry had taken over the company that Amelia started building again. He’s doing quite a good job with handling the company. But there was still one project left that was under Amelia and only she could end it.

And because of the excessive work, she got sick. It’s not like I haven’t been sick before yes I have also got sick a lot of times because of overworking. Before Mia used to take care of me but after her death, I started believing on ‘I will get well on my own.’

I knew the pain of being alone in sickness and I didn’t want Amelia to feel it. I wanted to be here for her whenever she wants a hand to hold on.

I caressed her pale cheeks as she whimpered in her sleep. Sweat started appearing on her forehead. I frowned in worry when she started moving her body feeling uncomfortable. She was in pain and it was obvious.

“Amelia shh it’s ok baby.” I caressed her hair kissing her forehead but her painful whimpers didn’t stop. One tear escaped my eyes. God, what’s wrong with me. Why am I being so emotional?

She’s just sick. She will recover soon. What’s the deal with me. I just couldn’t watch her writhing and trembling in pain. She looks so much in pain. I touched her forehead and gulped in fear her temperature has risen.

Shit. I cursed under my breath as I stared at her kept on whimpering figure. Her forehead was scrunched up in pain. Without thinking about anything else I slipped myself under the blanket.

I gently wrapped my both arms around her tiny frame before pulling her against my chest. Unconsciously she also wrapped her trembling arm around my torso holding me tightly against her.

I smiled kissing her forehead. I started mumbling softly in her ear that it’s ok. Nothing will happen and it did work as she started submerging in my large arms and her muscles started relaxing.

I couldn’t stop the fast beating of my heart. I just wanted her to be safe. Safe and sound in my arms. I never thought someone’s being sick can scare me this much.

Without realising I also fell asleep holding her near me.

Next Morning

I groaned a little feeling something moving in my arms. Groaning I pulled the source of warmth back in my arms. And then I heard a small whimper making me open my eyes.

There I saw my beautiful wife staring at me with her weak smiling grey eyes. I sighed in relief watching her looking better than last night.

I touched her forehead and sighed in relief once again. She chuckled grabbing my hand that was on her forehead.

“I am fine Xander.” I sighed once again before attaching my lips against her pale cheek.

“God, you scared me so much. Don’t do that again.” She smiled at me making me angrier.

“Look at you. I told you to not work so much now see what overworking had done to you. Do you have my idea how much it worried me seeing you whimpering in pain last night?” She looked down in guilt making me pull her closer.

“Don’t scare me like this again. I can’t see you like this. I was so damn worried.” I heard her chuckling before pulling away from me and placing her small palm on my cheek.

“I am fine Xander. I am.” I closed my eyes as she caressed my cheek. I felt a small peck on my nose which didn’t fail to bring a smile to my lips.

Opening my eyes I stared at her with something I didn’t want to admit but I know I eventually had ended up feeling.

She buried her face in my chest hugging my torso while I sighed out as realisation started drowning in me. It wasn’t maybe. It indeed happened. Her being in pain hurt me. The thought of losing her scares me. And indeed.

I am in love with my wife. I love Amelia Storm.