Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Chapter 349 Morning Sickness

Cecilia’s pov

Me, clinging to the doorframe, heaving my guts out while everyone else freaked out.

Martha didn’t flinch. Her voice cut through the noise, calm and in control.

"Get some water. Help her to the couch. And someone clean up before we all slip."

People moved fast. I barely registered who did what.

Harper and Yulia got me to the couch, and I collapsed like a deflated balloon.

Black dots danced in my vision. My stomach was empty, but I kept dry-heaving anyway.

By the end, I was just shaking.

"Cece, are you okay?" Harper asked, her hand cool against my forehead.

I gave a weak wave, trying to say, I’m fine. I wasn’t.

Then I realized people were watching.

Martha,Fiona,and Yulia were standing nearby, giving me that look older women get when they’ve already figured it out.

My face went hot.

"I’m sorry about the mess," I mumbled.

"My stomach’s been weird lately. Probably stress or something."

Even I didn’t believe it.

They didn’t say it out loud, but their faces did.

They knew exactly what was going on.

Martha spared me.

"You should go lie down," she said gently. "We’ll handle things here."

Yulia nodded. "Just rest. I can make you some toast or soup later, whatever you feel up to."

I gave a grateful nod, even though I wanted to sink through the floor.

We all knew what this looked like.

I was pretending it was nothing.

They were pretending to believe me.

I stood up slowly and headed for the stairs, embarrassment sticking to me like sweat.

Author’s pov

Martha returned home, her thoughts buzzing.

She paced her living room for nearly an hour, going over everything she’d just seen.

Finally, she picked up her phone and called Cassian.

She didn’t call her grandchildren often. They had their own lives, and she respected that.

But this wasn’t something she could ignore.

Cassian was on a private jet headed back to Colorado Springs.

Zane sat across from him, his usual calm replaced by a tight, worried look.

He’d flown into Denver that morning and insisted on bringing Cassian back personally.

Lately, anxiety seemed to cling to him like a second skin.

When Cassian’s phone lit up, several possibilities flashed through his mind.

He glanced at the screen, then turned it toward Zane.

"It’s Grandmother," he said, trying to sound casual.

Zane’s posture stiffened immediately.

"Don’t worry," Cassian added. "I won’t mention the injury."

He stood and walked toward the back of the cabin for privacy.

Zane watched him go, feeling oddly excluded.

It stung more than he let on.

Cassian wasn’t trying to shut him out. He just didn’t want Martha to bring up Cecilia in front of Zane.

"Hello, beautiful," Cassian said, answering the call with a grin.

"You never take anything seriously, do you?" Martha’s voice was warm, but carried a hint of exasperation. "Are you still abroad?"

"Not anymore. I’m flying back to Colorado Springs. Your birthday’s coming up. I wouldn’t miss it, even if I were on Mars."

"Good boy."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Martha got to the point.

"Cassian, I saw that Levi has two lovely young ladies staying with him today. He said they’re friends of yours."

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