Chapter 52
The morning sickness hit hard at week eight. She spent three days barely able to keep anything down, exhausted and miserable. Adrian cancelled all his meetings, staying by her bedside with water and crackers and a concern that bordered on panic.
"Should I call a doctor?" he asked for the hundredth time. "This can't be normal."
"It's completely normal," she said weakly. "Just part of being pregnant."
"I hate seeing you like this."
"Then stop looking." She managed a weak smile. "I'm fine. Really. It'll pass in a few weeks."
"A few weeks? You're going to be sick for a few weeks?"
"Welcome to fatherhood. Get used to feeling helpless."
He stayed anyway, reading to her when she couldn't sleep, holding her hair when the nausea got too bad, just being present. It was sweet in a
