looking at her would immediately assume she was pregnant.
Brianna watched as her condition became apparent to Trent. His eyes were fixated on her stomach and couldn’t seem to look away. When he continued to sit there, not moving or saying a thing, she finally broke the silence, “Well, say something. Please?” she hated that her voice sounded so needy on the last word.
Trent looked up into eyes that were full of doubt and took the steps that brought him to her. Reverently, he placed his hand upon her stomach, while grabbing her behind the neck with the other and kissing her like she held the last bit of oxygen on earth.
Brianna was so relieved, and all of the nights of worry about Trent’s reaction faded away with his kiss. She returned his kiss and many minutes later, she found herself back in his lap on the couch. She related finding out she was pregnant, and when he got angry that she hadn’t called him about her illness, she explained why. While he understood her reasoning, he made her promise to never keep something this important from him again.
*****
The next several weeks flew by as preparations were made for the wedding of the year. Trent had insisted that they get married immediately so the baby would have his name upon being born, and so that Brianna would not have any other reasons to avoid moving in with him.
Brianna was so happy, she readily agreed to everything Trent suggested. He made her cut back her work hours, and hired a personal driver for her. He even moved her mother into a room in his house and hired a private nursing company to provide round-the-clock supervision and care for her. Brianna had once again cried at his generosity, something she seemed to be doing a lot of lately.
News of their marriage made the national headlines, and when she received the strange bouquet at work she really didn’t think anything of it. It was an arrangement of calla lilies and miniature red roses, and the card had an inscription in a foreign language.
Brianna showed it to Trent that afternoon when he came to walk her out and he had demanded to know how long she had been making nice with Marco Bresi. Brianna hadn’t realized that the card was written in Italian, but Trent had. The flower arrangement was significant as well. Trent told her later that evening that he had sent a similar arrangement to Serena’s funeral.
Brianna had been so repulsed at the significance of the gift that she had immediately thrown the beautiful flowers in the trash. She didn’t understand Marco’s obsession with getting revenge on Trent, and Trent admitted he didn’t understand it either. Serena had been dead for almost three years. Brianna felt sorry for Marco and hoped that somehow he would be able to find peace and accept his daughter’s death for what it was.
As the time drew nearer for Brianna to give birth, she quit working and found satisfaction in helping out with some of the local charities. The local Children’s Hospital became the focus of her attention and she attended numerous fundraisers, with and without Trent by her side.
Trent was so proud of his wife. She had struggled with her self-image and trying to figure out how she would fit into his social circle when he had first met her. Now, she was setting the trends and people were following in her footsteps.
With proper therapy, her mother had begun to get some use of her left side back and was able to carry on a conversation now without stumbling over the words. Brianna had never been so happy.
As part of a campaign being promoted by the hospital, she agreed to a photo shoot in their home, particularly focused on the nursery and childproofing a playroom. She was featured, sitting in the professionally decorated nursery, on the cover of 5280, a local Denver magazine and received numerous messages and well wishes for a quick delivery and healthy baby.
The week before her delivery date, she was visiting Janet at the office when a phone call came in for
Brianna watched as her condition became apparent to Trent. His eyes were fixated on her stomach and couldn’t seem to look away. When he continued to sit there, not moving or saying a thing, she finally broke the silence, “Well, say something. Please?” she hated that her voice sounded so needy on the last word.
Trent looked up into eyes that were full of doubt and took the steps that brought him to her. Reverently, he placed his hand upon her stomach, while grabbing her behind the neck with the other and kissing her like she held the last bit of oxygen on earth.
Brianna was so relieved, and all of the nights of worry about Trent’s reaction faded away with his kiss. She returned his kiss and many minutes later, she found herself back in his lap on the couch. She related finding out she was pregnant, and when he got angry that she hadn’t called him about her illness, she explained why. While he understood her reasoning, he made her promise to never keep something this important from him again.
*****
The next several weeks flew by as preparations were made for the wedding of the year. Trent had insisted that they get married immediately so the baby would have his name upon being born, and so that Brianna would not have any other reasons to avoid moving in with him.
Brianna was so happy, she readily agreed to everything Trent suggested. He made her cut back her work hours, and hired a personal driver for her. He even moved her mother into a room in his house and hired a private nursing company to provide round-the-clock supervision and care for her. Brianna had once again cried at his generosity, something she seemed to be doing a lot of lately.
News of their marriage made the national headlines, and when she received the strange bouquet at work she really didn’t think anything of it. It was an arrangement of calla lilies and miniature red roses, and the card had an inscription in a foreign language.
Brianna showed it to Trent that afternoon when he came to walk her out and he had demanded to know how long she had been making nice with Marco Bresi. Brianna hadn’t realized that the card was written in Italian, but Trent had. The flower arrangement was significant as well. Trent told her later that evening that he had sent a similar arrangement to Serena’s funeral.
Brianna had been so repulsed at the significance of the gift that she had immediately thrown the beautiful flowers in the trash. She didn’t understand Marco’s obsession with getting revenge on Trent, and Trent admitted he didn’t understand it either. Serena had been dead for almost three years. Brianna felt sorry for Marco and hoped that somehow he would be able to find peace and accept his daughter’s death for what it was.
As the time drew nearer for Brianna to give birth, she quit working and found satisfaction in helping out with some of the local charities. The local Children’s Hospital became the focus of her attention and she attended numerous fundraisers, with and without Trent by her side.
Trent was so proud of his wife. She had struggled with her self-image and trying to figure out how she would fit into his social circle when he had first met her. Now, she was setting the trends and people were following in her footsteps.
With proper therapy, her mother had begun to get some use of her left side back and was able to carry on a conversation now without stumbling over the words. Brianna had never been so happy.
As part of a campaign being promoted by the hospital, she agreed to a photo shoot in their home, particularly focused on the nursery and childproofing a playroom. She was featured, sitting in the professionally decorated nursery, on the cover of 5280, a local Denver magazine and received numerous messages and well wishes for a quick delivery and healthy baby.
The week before her delivery date, she was visiting Janet at the office when a phone call came in for
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