Implantation Bleeding Stories Novels & Stories

After finishing the examination and scribbling some final notes, he nods for her to return to my side. “Is my wife okay?” I finally blurt the question I’ve been holding in. “It’s not something dangerous, right?” “Unless midnight cravings are considered life-threatening, I’d say she’s perfectly fine,” the doctor chuckles. “Congratulations—you’re pregnant!” “That can’t be. I had my period like I always do,” Giselle replies, confused. “Sometimes, implantation bleeding happens right around the time you’d expect your period, and it’s easy to mistake one for the other. But I assure you, ma’am—you’re pregnant.”

Creighton’s voice was full of authority as he interrupted her rambling, but there was an underlying excitement that Sandra recognized, making her feel more anxious than she already did. “The blood tests show you are barely three weeks,” the doctor explained. “There is a point in early pregnancy where the mother may bleed. It is called implantation bleeding. I do not believe anything is wrong, but I will need to do a pelvic exam. How long will you be in France?” Creighton fought the urge to growl at the thought of this man doing any kind of an examination on his wife, especially a pelvic one. “We’re here on our honeymoon,” Sandra said. “Perhaps another week, maybe more.”

Not only was the Genovese family on our trail, but this additional factor also impeded her safety. While I was confident that I could handle the Italians, this was something I had no control over. Another wrench in the plan that I couldn't fathom the depths of. How could I protect Rhea from this? A technician arrived for the ultrasound moments after we received the results. Rhea wasn't speaking much in her stunned state, and I couldn't blame her. I didn't know what to say either. "Implantation bleeding is simply a byproduct of the fertilized egg attaching itself to the uterine lining. It's very common and usually isn't a sign of any problems," Dr. Alexander further explained.

She pauses and then queries, “No more cramping either, right?” “Only a few quick jabs,” I assure her. “But there was blood. I saw it. Grayson saw it. And Lavinia cleaned it from my legs, it’s on my panties, so—” “Yes, you did initially have some bleeding. It wasn’t much,” Dr. Shaw affirms. “And this isn’t uncommon. Were you six to twelve days into your pregnancy, the likely culprit would be implantation bleeding—where the egg implants itself in your womb. There are other things that can trigger bleeding, even intercourse.”

However, the more I tried to avoid her, the more convinced she became that something was wrong with me. "What's the matter? Feeling guilty?" She let out a cold laugh and lunged forward, snatching the report from my hands. Her eyes swept across the page before she suddenly raised her voice toward the crowd. "Everyone, come look! This woman went through IVF because she can't have children herself. Now she's trying to steal mine! This is terrifying!" People around us immediately turned to stare. Some looked curious. Some disgusted. Some almost sympathetic. Every gaze felt like needles stabbing into my skin.

“Mr. Vancouver, she is a very strong woman, no doubt about that. But there’s... a complication. A significant one. She’s in her first trimester of pregnancy. About three months along. The internal bleeding... it was very, very close to affecting the baby. It was a terrifyingly close call.” The words hit Hades like a physical blow. He froze. His mind went blank. The city view outside the window, the sleek office, the doctor’s kind face... it all faded into a blur. He heard the words, but they didn’t make any sense.

Yara retorted, flipping her hair. "Fine, that's not the problem. How could he give you your test results without talking to me about it?!" He blurted angrily. What if her test result was depressing? He saw no reason why Doctor Eldred wouldn't even call him on phone. "Believe it or not, He insisted on seeing you first but I told him you weren't coming out anytime soon and I have as much right to see the result. I'm not a child, Grayson. But don't worry, there's nothing wrong with me. It wasn't implantation bleeding. Not ectopic pregnancy. See for yourself." Yara took the test result from under her pillow and stretched it towards Grayson who shook his head while taking it from her.

“You don’t seem surprised?” “I just noticed my late period,” I lied despite the uncomfortable feeling of the tampon inside me. “I saw my period the last two months.” “Oh dear, it’s implantation bleeding not your period.” By the time I returned home, it had become clear to me that the Moon Goddess had given me a second chance at life. I wasn’t about to waste it again. Silas was already at the dining table having breakfast, and my sister sat close to him, acting all casual. But knowing what had happened in the future, I could now see it clearly: the subtle, knowing looks they were exchanging. I now understood why my sister loved spending her weekends here.

I cannot help but think of the fact that she might be pregnant. I do not bring this up because she will spiral if I do. I mean, we haven’t been careful. Not even a little, and I know how these things work. Even when you are careful, anything can happen. I think it has happened, but I just don’t want to be the one to say it out loud. I know she just got her period, but I am no fool not to know it could be false, and an implantation bleed. “All done,” she says, moving away from her zipped luggage.