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“Vee?” He called suddenly and I whipped my head around. “Why are you bleeding”
Chapter 89
Panic
Veronica’s POV
“You’re bleeding, Vee!” He was off the bed in a panic. “Can you not feel it?” It was adorable to see him so worried about me.
I glanced behind me, at the back of my gown and true to his words, there was a big blood stain. Embarrassment coated me like a second skin. I couldn’t exactly blame him for freaking out like that. He probably it was a miscarriage.
Dang it! Why wouldn’t I feel the damn thing coming.
“I’m sincerely sorry about that. I had no idea it was that time of the month already,” I apologised, because this moved from cute and adorable, to embarrassing. I wanted the ground to just open and swallow me.
His face stretched in to further confusion.
“You are pregnant, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but some women still see their periods during pregnancy. Give me a minute, let me clean up,” I told him, partially because I wanted to get out of his sight.
He nodded and I sprinted into the bathroom. I immediately poured water on my face to calm down. I splash more water and took a deep breath. If only I could undo this moment. I would have sat my butt down until he was done out of the room.
I took off the dress and immediately tossed it aside.
I grabbed a towel and wiped myself down, taking a deep breath as I tried to shake off the embarrassment. It wasn’t like I had any control over my body’s surprises, but still–it was the last thing I wanted him to see.
After quickly freshening up, I wrapped myself in a fresh robe and stepped out of the bathroom. He was still standing there, arms crossed, looking as though he was trying to solve a puzzle he had no clues for
I also noticed that he had the sheets changed which was very sweet of him. Carter would never have done that. He was good at yelling even when there was absolutely no reason to.
“You okay?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
He blinked, then shook his head. “I just don’t get it. You’re pregnant, but you’re bleeding?”
I sighed, walking toward him. “It happens sometimes. Not every pregnancy is the same.”
He ran a hand through his hair, his worry still obvious. “Are you sure you‘ re okay? Should we go to the hospital?”
Hospital? On an island? Did they have that here? Fuck! How much did my father spend on this trip?
“You’re not saying anything, Vee,” he asked worriedly.
I softened at his concern, reaching for his hand. “I promise, I’m fine. If I felt anything was wrong, I wouldn’t ignore it.”
His shoulders dropped slightly, but the worry in his eyes didn’t fade. “I just… I don’t want anything happening to you or the baby.”
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I squeezed his hand. “Nothing’s happening. It’s just one of those things. Now, can we forget this ever happened?”
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Forget? Nah. This is definitely going in the memory book of ‘times I freaked out for no reason.”
I groaned, shoving him lightly. “You are the worst.”
He laughed, pulling me closer. “Maybe. But you love me anyway.”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the smile forming on my lips. “Unfortunately.”
He kissed my forehead. “Let’s just take it easy for the rest of the day, yeah?”
I leaned into him, letting his warmth push away the last traces of my embarrassment. “Yeah. That sounds perfect.”
“Or do you want to stay back? You know, chill in bed? We don’t necessarily have to go for this,” he said. I was tempted to take his offer and actually stay back because the cramps that were on their way wasn’t something that wasn’t one that could be easily ignored with sleep.
I considered his offer, biting my lip. A day in bed, wrapped up in soft sheets, letting the world outside exist without me? That sounded. tempting. But at the same time, I didn’t want to let this little hiccup ruin our plans.
“I’ll be fine,” I said, though a dull ache was already forming in my lower belly. “I don’t want to miss out just because my body decided to betray me today.”
He gave me a skeptical look. “You sure? Because I don’t mind staying back with you.”
I smirked. “Oh? And miss out on whatever ridiculously luxurious thing my father planned next? I thought you were enjoying this.”
He scoffed. “I mean, yeah, the private island thing is cool, but I care about you more than whatever overpriced adventure he’s got lined up.”
The warmth in his voice made my stomach flip, though that could’ve also been the cramps kicking in.
I sighed dramatically. “Fine, I’ll be honest. I do want to stay in bed, but I also don’t want to be that person who lets a little discomfort ruin the fun.”
He arched a brow. “A little discomfort?”
I groaned. “Okay, maybe a lot. But still…..”
“Vee.” He cupped my face, thumbs brushing lightly over my cheeks. “We‘ re staying in. That’s final.”
I exhaled, my body relaxing into his touch. Maybe fighting him on this was pointless. Maybe letting myself rest wasn’t the worst idea.
“Okay,” I murmured. “But only if you don’t complain when I steal all the pillows.”
He grinned. “Deal.”
With that, he guided me back to the bed, pulling the fresh sheets over us. His arms wrapped around me, warm and steady, and for the first time since the whole embarrassing ordeal, I finally let myself breathe.
He tucked me into bed and stared at me worriedly. I tried not to smile.
“Is there a problem, Orthon?” I asked. “It’s just cramps, you’re staring at me like I’m about to die.”
“Is there something you take for the pain, I can fetch it,” he said.
I smiled at his concern, my heart warming despite the dull pain pulsing in my lower belly. “I usually just wait it out, but there’s some painkillers in my bag,” I admitted. “If you could grab them for me, that’d be great.”
Without hesitation, Orthon got up and rummaged through my bag, his movements careful as if he was handling something delicate. It was endearing to see him so worried, so attentive, so unlike Carter, who had never cared about anything that didn’t directly benefit himself.
He returned with the small bottle of pills and a glass of water. “Here,” he said, pressing them into my hands. “Take these, and then we’re staying in bed all day, no arguments.”
I took the pills and downed them with a grateful sigh. “You really have nothing to worry about. I will be fine. You don’t have to stay here with. me. You can go have fun.”
It was a lie though. I just didn’t want him to freak out. I knew in a matter of minutes or hours, I would be rolling all over this floor, sobbing and begging for some sort of relief.
“Not a chance,” he said, settling beside me again. “I will be here by your side. Besides, watching you is more interesting and satisfying than anything I could possibly do with my time.
His words sent a strange, unfamiliar warmth through my chest, something deeper than just attraction or gratitude. I turned to face him, propping my head on his chest. “You really mean that, don’t you?”
He ran his fingers through my hair, his touch soothing and gentle. “Of course, I do. You’re not just some obligation or passing fancy to me, Vee. You’re…” He paused, as if debating whether to finish the thought.
I held my breath, waiting. But then, instead of speaking, he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, his embrace tightening around me.
“Just get some rest.” he murmured.
I let my eyes flutter shut as I felt the pain coming. If I fell asleep now, there was a good chance I could sleep away most of it.
He climbed into bed and lay next to me, watching me like I was the most. entertaining thing in the world.
“Can I tell you a secret?” I asked and he nodded.
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“You’re most beautiful person I have ever met. Both inside and outside.”