Was this why she’d spiraled back in the Omega Ward? She thought that we didn’t want her? Or perhaps they made her think that?
“He got hurt because of me. Bad things happened because of me,” she wailed.
Spencer’s monitor went off again.
“She’ll be okay. She’s a little upset, but she’ll be okay.” Evan gave him a pat.
“It’s not your fault, Grace. Not the stabbing, not anything else. None of this is your fault,” I assured her, giving her another kisson the top of her head as I tried to put out calming pheromones to help settle her before she or Spencer got too distressed.
“Everything I knew is a lie.” It came out as a sob.
“We still love you. Promise.” Evan reached out to her.
I took one of her hands and extended it to his. “See, we love you. It’ll all be okay. I’m going after the license of that fucker who was mean to you. I might even sue the hospital. Think of all the ice cream you could get.”
Not only was our lawyer livid, but I’d told Katie what had happened in order to get some advice. Her pregnancy hormones were raging, and my twin was ready to inflict some wrath.
“Okay. Just don’t leave me,” Grace murmured, settling into my arms.
“We won’t.” I stroked her hair.
The door opened, and a nurse came in and ran over to the monitor. This was a different one, given the shift had changed.
“She had a nightmare.” Evan patted Spencer again. “It’s okay, Spence, she’s okay.”
“That’s working,” the nurse assured. “He’s feeling her, but he’s also responding to your reassurance.” He came over to Grace and me and checked her monitor. “She looks okay.”
“I’ve got her.” I gave Grace a squeeze and made sure we had enough blankets.
“Let me know if you need anything.” The nurse left.
The group chat went off.
Wes
Is Grace okay?
Me
She had a nightmare. I’ve got her.
I took a photo of us and sent it to him.
Wes
You look cozy.
Me
Jealous?
Wes
I’ll share her with you. Oh wait, already have.
Wes liked to think he was funny.
Wes
