The Russo Carrier

As I sat by my desk at the office, surrounded by my to-dos for the day and paperwork that needed to be attended to, all my mind could do was be consumed with thoughts of the weekend when Mom was rushed to the hospital. Since it happened, my mind has refused to stop replaying the events. The doctor informed my sister Jenna and me that Mom was suffering from an acute myocardial infarction. I wanted to be mad at her for not carrying anyone along with what she was dealing with, but remembering how weak and lifeless she looked lying on the hospital bed, I couldn't bring myself to do such a thing. Why, why, mom? I remember questioning her silently as tears poured down my face while the doctor spoke. She could have died, and we would have all been clueless as to the cause of her death. "What's the way out now?" my sister's husband, Devin, asked the doctor. "Well, just like I said earlier, myocardial infarction can be treated if handled well. In your mother's case, she would need surgery

LEONARDO’s POVLetting out a sigh, I release the button of my suit before settling on the black velvet couch. I needed to get comfortable, as it’s going to be another long conversation with mom reminding Isabella and myself of how she needs to have a grandchild just like her other friends.I knew the conversation would be inevitable on this day, seeing as we would be hosting family and friends for our wedding anniversary. Absconding from the house this morning before the arrival of anyone was a success."You weren’t supposed to be working today, Leonardo.” Mom twisted her lips.“Hello, Mother” I say to her with a smirk plastered on my face. I could tell just how much she wanted to remove that smirk from my face.I really needed her to speed this up so I could go lock myself up in my workspace. That was the plan after all—coming back home and locking myself up until the time of the event."If you are always working so much, when would you two be able to put in more effort to have a bab

“Jenna! You need to keep your voice down.” I whisper yell, turning around to make sure we are alone. This wasn’t the exact conversation I wanted anyone to eavesdrop on, especially Mom with her current condition, I had survived keeping this to myself for 3 whole days, and the only person I could think of telling was my sister. I didn’t want to drag my best friend Diana into any of this. She was preparing for her finals and we haven’t spoken to each other in some days. I made sure to give my sister every single detail of our conversation while almost whispering to avoid Mom hearing us. “What gave her the right to bring such a thing your way?” Jenna asked “What in the universe made her feel you were the right candidate for this offer? Bringing my sister to her house wasn’t my way of telling her to use her for her scheme.” Jenna expressed bitterly “It must be her husband’s idea. My brain is not comprehending how the same Mrs Russo I know could do such a thing. It must be that husband of

LEONARDOS POV “That’s impossible! Are you insane? A surrogate, Isabella?”“Come of it Leonardo, that could be our only way out. We've been married for what? A year now. Don’t you think we need to expand our options?”“I am not going to have my child through someone I know nothing about and not having this conversation with you as well I stormed off”What was her problem, what had come over her? Last I remember she was nonchalant about this whole child thing, so what has changed? She was always the one to set family and friends straight about not appreciating the pressure to have a child. So what has come over her now? This wasn’t how I wanted to start my Monday morning. I had tons of meetings today and I had to be in the right mind space to discuss with investors. But clearly, she has managed to get me in a cranky mood. “Good Morning Mr Russo, Barr. Josh is in your office” My receptionist, Angela greeted me as I walked past her without saying a word “Yo! Look who finally showed u

The soft glow of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle light into the room. Today was the day. Anxiety made my stomach twist and turn. Dragging myself out of bed, I tried to shake off the heaviness I felt in my chest. I got dressed in silence, hallowing in my thoughts. Thankfully I had laid down my clothes the night before, It made it easy for me to get ready. I wish my story was different. I wish I didn’t have to go through all the ordeals life keeps bringing my way. But I guess I should still be grateful for having a means to get out of this particular ordeal. At least there was the opportunity to do this to help Mom. A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts, as I brushed my hair. With a heavy sigh, she opened the door to find Penelope standing on the other side “Good Morning Ms Jasmine” she greeted while slightly bowing “Penelope?” I asked “Please don’t bow. And also Jasmine is fine” I corrected her “I’m sorry ma,” she said bowing again “I mean, Jasmine.