My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 0499

Nina

Enzo's eyes widened, a glimmer of something that looked like hope lighting them up as he processed my words. Before I even uttered my decision, he seemed to realize what I was about to say.

"You want to keep the baby?" he blurted out.

"Yes," I breathed with a slight chuckle, my eyes locked onto his. "I want to keep the baby."

For a moment, Enzo was silent, his jaw dropped as he stared at me in disbelief. But then, a split second later, he swept me off my feet-literally.

"Nina, I'm so happy!" he grinned.

He twirled me around in a dizzying, joyous spin that blurred the edges of our living room into a tapestry of colors and shapes. My stomach churned with a nauseous excitement, a mixture of love, joy, and a hint of morning sickness.

"Enzo,"I laughed, gripping his shoulders, "put me down before I throw up on you!"This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He halted mid-spin, the look of complete elation shifting to one of concern. "Oh, god, I'm sorry. I didn't think."

He set me down gently, and I took a moment to steady myself, my hands on my still-flat belly. Then we both burst into laughter. He leaned in and kissed me, his lips meeting mine in a collision of relief and happiness, as if in that moment, the universe had aligned just for us.

"You're really sure about this?" he asked, his eyes wandering my face as he pulled away.

I nodded. Although I still had a hint of trepidation in the back of my mind, it was overpowered by the certainty that I wanted to start a family with him, to create a legacy, something bigger than us. "Yes," I murmured, resting my head against his chest. "I'm sure."

His eyes searched mine, the earlier seriousness replaced by pure wonder. "So, what changed your mind?" My thoughts flitted back to the image of the young mother in the park-the joy in her eyes, the little toddler giggling as she played peek-a-boo, the way that he waved so innocently when I walked up to them.

The memory was something that I couldn't shake from my mind, a moment in time that had dug its way into my very core. "I just can't get that young mother in the park out of my head. She looked so... complete, so genuinely happy. And then I talked to my mom."

"Oh?" Enzo asked, tilting his head slightly. "You did? And I take it she was supportive."

"Yes," I confirmed, my voice filled with warmth. My mother, despite our tense relationship over the years, had turned into my rock. I was glad to have mended my relationship with her so that we could now confide in one another.

"You know," I continued, "she did raise Tyler practically on her own, followed by me when she took me in." "But her husband-" Enzo began, but I cut him off.

"That's the thing." I said. "Her husband at the time was no help. He was an awful man, and yet she stood up for herself, kicking him out and raising us on her own. And despite everything, I think she did her best. She told me that we can accomplish anything if we put our minds to it. Especially if we have the right people beside us."

"And you believe her?" Enzo asked, his voice a whisper tinged with emotion.

"I do. I have you, Enzo. And with you, I believe we can tackle anything-even parenthood."

His grin stretched wider, if that was even possible, and he pulled me into another impassioned kiss, leaving me a little breathless. "Well then, I promise to do everything I can to make this as perfect for you as possible."

I smiled into his eyes, overcome by the incredible love I felt for this man, this soon-to-be father of my child. "You already make everything perfect, just by being you."