Andrew hadn’t felt his heart race as fast as it did when he saw Caroline’s state. He got extremely worried for her and couldn’t tell if it was for the child, her or both. He’d laid her down on the bed and stuck around, waiting for the doctor to come and check her.
“You will be fine, Caroline. Don’t worry.” He informed her, rubbing her arm and exacting a friction of heat. Caroline threw him a weak smile, but her eyes were too weak to open properly. She’d opened them slightly and assured him that she was fine. The doctor walked in later and checked her heartbeat rate. He had a disturbing look as he took off his stethoscope.
“She is stressed. I guess she hasn’t been eating properly. This is very dangerous for her and the baby.” The doctor analyzed. “You should always prioritize her meals.
