He didn’t like to owe others favors, so he would repay them soon as he could.
Natalie nodded then stood as she noticed Shane’s dry, cracked lips. “I’ll pour a glass of water for you.”
“No need. There’s one right here.” Shane gazed intently on her lips.
Natalie got his hint. “You have just woke up, and you’re already-”
Before she could finish, Shane grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed. She fell on top of his legs. He bent down to meet her lips.
Despite being surprised by his kiss, Natalie kissed him back. She tangled her hands over his neck to pull him deeper into the kiss.
Shane lifted his other hand with a cannula attached to an IV drip and wrapped it around her back.
Suddenly, feeling something was wrong, he paused the kiss to glance at her belly.
“Where’s the baby?” Shane asked nervously.
She’s only six months pregnant, so why is her belly flat?
I couldn’t see it before with her loose outfits.
But having her in my arms, I can feel the baby is gone.
Natalie finally understood why Shane stopped.
He noticed the baby bump was gone.
I did ponder on how to tell him about Anders, but since he has noticed it already, I could just tell him the truth.
“The baby is doing well. I gave birth to him prematurely,” Natalie said as she rubbed her belly.
Shane’s eyes widened with shock. “Gave birth prematurely? Why? What happened?”
Natalie took a seat and started. “Well, that night you went missing, I got too emotional. It started my contractions and my water broke, so the baby had to be delivered early.”
Despite the stabs of pain, as though a thousand needles had pierced his heart, he blamed himself more than anything else.
He wrapped his arms around Natalie tightly. “I’m sorry,” he repeated with a husky voice.
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