Elara!!!!

Chapter 6

Elara's POV 

It's been a month since I left. It was hard, I just didn't know what to do anymore, I ran away, far off where Mason would not see me. I stared at the mirror this morning, my hair was a complete mess and I looked like I had fought a war in my sleep. 

 I yawned, it was yet another day at the restaurant. I walked into the bathroom, my feet against the cold ground, I turned on the shower as the cold water pricked down my body. 

I zoned out a few times but got back on track. I was done, I dried my body and slid into a beautiful sundress dress, even though it was winter season, this was perfect.

I walked downstairs when the store had just opened.

"Oh great! You're awake now." Grandma Margaret says, as she got out of the pantry with a few vegetables.

"Good morning Grandma," my eyes traveled to the vegetables in her hands, she was not as strong as she used to be and technically running this place alone was not advisable but she wouldn't listen. 

"You shouldn't be doing that... Grandma." I rushed to her, taking the veggies, 

" You do know cooking wouldn't kill me, would it?" She asked. Her gaze pinned on me as if wanting to read my soul.

I immediately cut my gaze, "Grandma, remember the doctor's advice." I said about to walk way when her words stopped me,

"Isn't he looking for you?" She asked and I froze on the spot. My heart began pounding, I didn't clearly state the reason I was here when I came here about a month ago.

"You do know you can talk to me. Since you are carrying another life in you right now." She said I turned to her in confusion.

"Another life? Grandma please." I let out a painful laugh. 

" I know a pregnant woman when I see one, Elara. Haven't you noticed anything unusual?" She asked, 

" You must be mistaken. Mason and I didn't really sleep together." I lied as I gulped down hard, " I'll go start cooking.. You... You should rest." I told her barely to escape to the kitchen.

  As soon as I got there, I breathed out, I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I got to the kitchen. It was still morning but hot sweat broke out in beads on my forehead, as I held the kitchen cabinet in support.

"Good morning, Ms. Elara.." Joyce's voice broke through, I turned she was the kitchen assistant, her glued on with a hedge of confusion. She looked like she had just run a mile, as her freshly scent filled the kitchen.

"Oh... I'm fine.."I said almost immediately. 

 The day was jam-packed with customers. Grandma's dishes were impeccable, no doubt. I had been out of breath, as I attended to a customer's order.

Joyce noticed my struggle and offered to help, " you don't look too good Elara. Maybe you should take a break. You've been working all morning." 

I flashed her a half-hearted smile, " I'm fine...I just..." The sounds were becoming distant, Joyce's image splitted into two, my vision blurry, and the next thing I knew I was on the ground.

" Elara!!!" I heard Joyce's voice before my eyes gave out.

The distant beeping sounds echoed as I slowly opened my eyes, my brain struggling to figure out where I was at the moment. I slowly turned, there was no one in the room,

Just when the door creaked open and Joyce walked in, with a white paper in her hands, she looked up as relief flushed her face, she rushed to my bed.

"You're finally awake ..thank Goodness." 

I yawned lightly, " what happened...? What am I doing here?" I asked as my eyes scanned the room and then cannula in my hands.

"You fainted at the restaurant. Some good men helped us rush you to the hospital." She paused and then looked at me, " how are you feeling now?" She asked.

"Better...I think." My eyes rammed the room before I blurted out, " Where's Grandma?" 

"Uhm...she was here a while ago but she went back to get you soup, and...." She said, the door opened shortly, cutting her short , we both turned to see the doctor walk in, he had a small smile on his face. He looked stressed, 

"Finally, you're awake...it's a good thing you are now." He says, crossing both hands as the nurse behind him, came at me adjusting the drips.

"So what's wrong with me, Doctor?" I asked, Joyce nodded.

" Well, we ran some tests and they all came back negative so we decided to run a pregnancy test." He says, the words instantly froze me. I leaned in, " what do you mean by you ran a pregnancy test?" 

He paused, " You are pregnant, Ms. Elara." He announced. An unbelievable silence hit the room. I didn't know if I should be excited that I could finally have something of my own or be sad that my child would grow up without a father.

 My hands found its way to my belly as I rubbed it gently, a tear streamed down my eye. I couldn't express it but this is what I needed.

" But.." the doctor's sharp words broke into my thoughts. I raised my gaze at him as deer creeped in, clutching my chest as they tightened.

"But what doctor? I asked, as I held Joyce for support.

He gave a deep sigh, "your pregnancy is high risk. You may not come to full term." He broke the awful news to me, just when it was time to have something for myself.

"What do you mean by a high risk doctor?" Joyce asked, the doctor looked at the both of us and then said.

"Ms. Elara has an ectopic pregnancy and if she doesn't take it out before it hits 13 weeks, she could lose her womb or worse, she could die." He shook his head sadly, 

" The choice is yours to make Ms. Elara."