Valentine’s Day and Bella’s birthday brought Bella and Nathan some much-desired alone, adult time. When each intimate moment with Nathan ended in an unfamiliar pain on Bella’s part, she came to the conclusion that something was wrong. Still, she could’ve won a prize for her acting skills, as she didn’t dare to let Nathan know of her pain. She’d caused him enough worries in the past, and the last thing she wanted was a repeat of their earlier days together. Still, the tiredness persisted, and the random episodes of intense abdominal pain. So often, she found herself in the bathroom, hunkered over in pain. She wasn’t a religious woman, but lately she was praying that something wasn’t detrimentally wrong with her. She figured they were PMS symptoms, but so much worse than she’d ever experienced. Splashing some water on her face, she stared at her reflection in the mirror of the bathroom. She seemed to be losing her healthy glow these days. Her skin lacked that shine she usually had. Still, her class was awaiting her, and later, she’d promised the girls that she would play outside with them. She had a long day ahead of her. Once Bella was dressed, she headed into the kitchen where Nathan was preparing some breakfast. The girls and Ralphie cheerfully greeted her. “Mummy, daddy made puppy and lion pancakes!” Eryn announced. Bella peered down at the pancakes on the table and smiled. The twins adored when breakfast came with this fun twist. Nathan greeted Bella with a sweet peck on the lips. “Sit, I’m the chef and waiter today,” he said with a playful smirk.
Bella felt bad but she also felt as though if she ate anything, it would all come right back up. “Actually, I have to get going. I need an early start just to prepare for class…” Nathan gave her a look. He knew her appetite had been dreadful these days. “At least take some fruit.” Before Bella could protest, Nathan was tossing strawberries and blueberries into a travel container. Bella took it and forced a smile on her face. “Thanks,” she said. “See you later.” She kissed him on the cheek, bade her family farewell and headed out. Once in the truck, she set her fruit aside, popped two painkillers into her mouth, swallowed them and took a deep breath. Time to get her day started as if nothing was wrong. Maybe if she pretended long enough, everything would go back to normal. She hoped...
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