Emily woke up and reached for her phone. It was already two p.m. She’d been sleeping for four hours, another symptom of pregnancy, as they had said. She struggled out of bed and walked down the stairs, but she heard Mary's voice in a hushed, heated argument.
"This girl is pregnant," Mary said into the phone, pausing as if waiting for the person on the other end to respond. Her face was tense, her tone filled with frustration.
"You cannot let them just… listen to me. She could be carrying his child. I cannot let them… John, I am not changing my mind on this. Emily stays here in the cabin, and I'll be with her. Whatever Gustavo wants to do, let him do it, but I stay with her regardless."
Mary hung up the phone and turned around to find Emily standing there. "Emily," she said with a nervo
