Her mouth opened and closed for a few beats, “You still should have told us. This is a huge thing. My thing is new, and we will see how it goes.”
“I didn’t know what it meant. I went to tell him that we were coming away and he said be safe, kissed me, then went back to work.” I shrugged.
“So, he kissed you and then said nothing?” Betty asked looking confused.
I nodded.
“Was it a peck or a full on make out session?” Lauren asked.
Again, I looked to Kate. It was so fucking awkward talking about her son.
“Look, I know this is my son, but I’m choosing to focus on the part that’s just your love life and not his, okay? So, how was the kiss?”
“It was amazing. Not a peck, but not a full make out session either. But it just felt…right, you know?” I sat down hard on the chair by the door and couldn’t keep the dreamy smile off my face.
“We know!” The three of them said all together, then burst out laughing.
“Yeah, well, we’ve been texting back and forth and we’re going to talk tomorrow when I get home.” I grinned at them.
“And you’re going to say yes, right?” Lauren asked.
“Yes, to what?”
“He wants to get back together obviously. You have to say yes. This last few months with the two of you separated has been hell for all of us,” Betty said, with Lauren and Kate nodding in agreement.
“We don’t know that that’s what he wants yet,” I argued.
“But if he does?” Kate asked with a hopeful look on her face.
“If he does, then yes. I want to be with him, properly this time.” I nodded, grinning and laughing with them when they all began whooping and hollering. “I’ll go get ready then.” I laughed as I was walking into the house as they continued their celebrations over my love life.
I sat in the chair from the dining room and let the hairdresser and beautician work their magic. When they were done, I paid them and thanked them both before seeing them out.
I checked on the girls who were drinking and laughing out by the pool and made my way to my bedroom to get dressed. I chose a cream sun dress and placed it directly over my swimsuit.
Whilst checking myself out in the full-length mirror I had a sharp pang of pain hit my stomach. “Must be hungry,” I said to myself, having one last check in the mirror before moving downstairs to meet up with the girls.
“You look amazing. Thank you for this week. It’s been so much fun,” Betty said.
“Thank you.” I smiled; it had been a good week.
“Let’s get a final night selfie,” Lauren said pulling out her selfie stick. We took many photos with several different poses.
“Taxi’s here,” Kate called out from her place by the window.
I started to walk to the door when I got a searing pain in my stomach. I grabbed hold of my abdomen when another pain came, and I collapsed to my knees. I knew what was happening before I saw the blood between my legs. This had happened before, several times.
“Andie, are you okay?” Betty said, trying to help me up from the floor.
“Fuck, can you just get me up onto the sofa please?” I gasped. The pains were coming more regular and sharper.
“I’ve called an ambulance,” Kate said, standing in front of me with a furrowed brow.
The ambulance came and took me to hospital as the girls used the taxi to follow me. After being rushed through their emergency department and examined by a doctor, he told me what I already knew.
“You have had a miscarriage. I’m very sorry,” he said gently in a British accent. I nodded, tears falling from my eyes andunable to form words. “You will need to stay with us for another twenty-four hours so we can keep an eye on you.”
“Okay, I can re arrange flights.”
