“As you are to me, my brave girl, but please don’t give up on him just yet.”
“I won’t,” I mumbled as a wave of nausea swept over me. “But he won’t want to stay married to me now. We have nothing to gain from the relationship now, and I want you to be ready for the divorce when he files for it.”
“How about love, Amy? Isn’t that a reason to stay in the—hey,” his eyes narrowed. “What’s wrong?”
I doubled over, my head spinning. The lights of the room flashed in a circle around me like I’d had one too many wines at dinner. Cold sweat beaded my brow as I clutched my stomach and—
Fell face down on the carpet.
“Amy, Amy, can you hear me?”
Groggily, I opened my eyes and stared up at the sea of faces that surrounded me.
“What happened?” I asked in a croaky voice. My throat felt so dry that it was hard to swallow.
“You fainted,” one of the staff said. “Fell on your face, and I think you might have busted your nose.”
I touched the blood on my face and grimaced. I’d definitely done something to my nose. I could already feel my eyes swelling.
“Don’t get up yet.” Gently, she pushed me back down on the carpet. “Someone’s gone to get your driver, unless you think you need an ambulance.” Her eyes raked over me.
I pushed her hands away. “I’m fine. I just haven’t been eating properly, and—” trying to push myself up, I swayed and fell back again. My head was spinning.
“Just lie back. Someone needs to get her to the hospital. She looks like she is going to—”
I passed out again.
“Back with us?” Micah asked as he scooped me off the floor and into his arms.
“We can call an ambulance,” one of my old coworkers said, fluttering around me. “It’s obviously something serious.”
“Driving her will be quicker, but one of you should come with us. Just in case.” Micah’s eyes darted down to me—just in case something happened he couldn’t look after me and drive at the same time.
“I’ll come. I’m about to finish my shift anyway.”
I couldn’t see who it was because the edges of my vision were being eaten up by darkness again. I sagged in Micah’s arms, too tired to even lift my head. What was going on with me?
“Amy?”
With difficulty, I turned my head towards the bed and tried to smile at the old man who was staring at me so tenderly. “I’ll be fine. I promise,” I said weakly. “I’ll come back and see you as soon as I can. It’s just something I’ve eaten, that’s all.”
Or maybe something I hadn’t eaten. It wasn’t like I was taking care of myself. There were just too many other people who needed me to take care of them.
“I think there’s something making you sick, Amy. But I don’t think it’s food.”
All eyes turned towards him. Mouths open in shock.
“When was your last period?”
I opened my mouth to speak and froze.
Above me, Micah swore. “Oh shit.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Alexei
Amy wasn’t in her sister’s room, and neither was she in the cafeteria. I even looked for Micah’s car in the parking lot and came back blank. She wasn’t here.
