NOVARIA'S POV
"Please, baby... tell me what you need,"
Kelvin's voice was filled with concern as he crouched beside the bed.
For the past hour, he had been trying everything he could think of to comfort me. But nothing was working.
The cramps twisting through my stomach had become unbearable. Every few minutes, another wave of pain would hit, making me curl tighter into myself.
My head throbbed, my body couldn't seem to decide whether it was freezing or burning.
One moment I was shivering beneath the blanket. The next, I was kicking it away because I felt too hot. Then seconds later, I wanted it back.
The cycle repeated endlessly. A miserable whimper escaped my lips.
Angela slipped from my arms and fell onto the floor.
Before I could even react, Kelvin bent down, picked up the ted
