When I make my way back out to my sister, she gets up hurriedly to meet me. I guess I still look a little pale as she begins to fuss over me immediately. She takes me out to my vehicle and places herself in the driver seat before I get the chance to argue with her. There is not much that I could say at this point as I know that this is not the best time for me to try to prove my independence.
"What happened?" She asks as I buckle myself in.
"Well, I am 7 weeks pregnant and I am having twins." I confide in her.
Only giving her a moment to process what I said I continue, "When they went to draw blood I practically passed out so they gave me a snack. Apparently it is normal for pregnant women but this time they think it is because I have not eaten all day before having my blood drawn."
"In that case, let's stop at this amazing Italian restaurant and grab some lunch. Then, I will take you back to your penthouse so that you can relax for the rest of the day." She says in a no nonsense tone.
I nod my head and lean my forehead against the window as she begins driving to the restaurant. I doze off slightly until she pulls in. We walk in and get seats immediately even though there is a line waiting for a table.
"Please do not tell me that everyone does this because of our name?" I ask her exasperated already.
"Not quite, I actually called at the office and made a reservation since I knew that you would need to eat eventually. If I had known that you had not eaten all day then I would have forced you to wait until tomorrow for your appointment. You have to take care of yourself from now on. If you do not, then I will until you learn to. You are not stuck with him any longer." She says.
I nod my head as the waitress brings us a fresh baguette as well as an oil and seasoning mix to dip it into. I moan slightly as we begin to chow down on the food. When she comes back to grab our orders my appetite finally appears at full force. I order the daily special without even knowing what it is and happily go back to eating my loaf of bread.
"Geez, I would think that you were starving with the way that you are chowing down on that bread." Sadie says with a laught.
I stick out my tongue childishly at her before continuing to eat like it is my last meal. I know that I will not have to skip any meals in the near future but there is something about freedom that makes food taste so much better than it did before.
"Since I kinda threw a wrench into the situation, how big is the penthouse? I might need more rooms than I had originally planned." I say with a laugh.
"It is a good thing that I never listened to you about wanting a small place then. The penthouse has five bedrooms. I know that it is a lot but you have to understand that as CEO you cannot be seen as poor because you choose to live in a small place. You have an image to uphold now and I wanted to make sure that you were able to do so. Plus, I figure that if I ever need to I can stay over in a guest room with you." She says.
"I guess it works considering all of the news recently. I will need at least three as the children get older. I will most likely need to hire a nanny as well. Can I afford that?" I ask curiously.
"Oh honey, tomorrow I will take you to fix up your bank account. The ones that we gave you are not as secure as you will want now that you need access to them. You have more than enough money for a nanny though. You could send your kids to boarding school and it still not make a dent in your finances." She says with a laugh.
I immediately shut down the idea of sending my children away even as I latch onto the idea of having that kind of money. I knew that I would be set on my own after the divorce but I did not realize the full extent of my income. To finally have money of my own is a novel experience to be sure.
"Well, I guess we will have to start preparing the penthouse for a couple of babies then won't we?" I ask knowing full well that she will be thrilled to help.
She squeals slightly as our food is delivered and I instantly begin to dig in. While I eat she begins naming off all of the things that we are going to need to buy to take care of the babies. I can practically see the design that she has already planned out for the babies' nursery.
By the time that we finish our meal and walk back out to the car to head to the penthouse I feel myself feeling happy and sleepy. I have so much to do but I think for the night that I am just going to relax and try to adjust to my new life. One of freedom and growth.
It is going to take a long time to get used to the idea of not having Carl hovering over my shoulder but I have no problems with the feeling of the unknown. Even with there being more changes than I could ever begin to prepare for, I am looking forward to the future. These children are going to have the mother that I never had and I will not have to worry about their father influencing them.