~Jasmine~
My body grew cold at Dr. James’s words. “The fetus has been compromised due to stress, and you need complete bed rest,” he said with a tone of finality that sent a shiver down my spine.
I couldn’t tell what to feel—fear, guilt, or disbelief. The realization that I carried a life within me, a life entirely dependent on my well-being, weighed heavily on me.
He explained some things to Maverick, but his words blurred into the background. I couldn’t concentrate on them. Even Maverick looked lost. What was going through his mind? Was he worried too?
“I need to keep a close eye on her. Her body is still in shock from the fall. I suggest you both stay the night here. Please, make yourselves comfortable,” Dr. James said, and soon led us to a guest room.
After we settled
