CHAPTER 12.1

My head seemed to split in pain when I woke up. My vision was still blurry, but I could see a glimpse of the nurse at the side, so I planned to get up.

"Ma'am, take it slowly. Don't force yourself."

She quickly held my shoulder to help me sit down. I could hardly breathe, but I had a strong desire to get out of the room.

"Ma'am, you're not allowed to go home yet. Let's wait for the doctor. Please, take a rest first."

I could do nothing but lean on the bed when the door opened. I forced myself to take a deep breath to somehow make things clear around me.

"Good afternoon, Miss Selvestre. I'm Doctor Sylvaine. I'm glad you're awake. How are you feeling?" her voice was soothing.

I look at the doctor with hazelnut hair. She is sexy; she is soft-spoken, but her face shouts boldness.

"My head hurts," I replied softly.

I massaged my temples then closed my eyes tightly.

"That's pretty normal, and you should expect more morning sickness—"

"What, doctor?" I gasped at what she was saying and wonde