Amara immediately stepped forward to explain, “She’s had low blood sugar since she was a child, and her emotions were just shaken. That’s probably why she fainted. Could you please give her a glucose IV?”
Elysia had suffered from low blood sugar since she was young, and she had fainted because of it several times before, so Amara knew what to do. A glucose drip is safe for pregnant women, so even if Elysia was pregnant, it wouldn’t harm her.
The nurse listened to Amara, then began to set up the IV. She wheeled over the cart, disinfected the back of Elysia’s hand, inserted the needle, and instructed Amara and Dorian to keep an eye on the IV bag and call her when it was nearly empty. With that, she stepped out.
Amara pulled a chair up beside the bed, her heart heavy with worry as she looked at Elysia’s pale, tightly shut face and held her hand.
Dorian grabbed another chair and sat on the opposite side of the bed. He wanted to reach for Elysia’s hand too, but Amara was already holding one, and the other had the IV in it, so all he could do was sit there, helplessly watching.
He wished he could be closer to Elysia—his concern was no less than Amara’s—but not once had Amara looked at him. He could feel a cold fury radiating from her.
He knew how close Amara and Elysia were, and that, right now, Amara must absolutely hate him. He couldn’t blame her for how she acted.
Dorian looked up at the IV bag as the glucose solution slowly dripped down. Elysia’s face was still pale, and he was genuinely worried.
He tried to start a conversation with Amara. “How did you two end up in the OB/GYN clinic?”
Right now, Amara could hardly stand the sight of Dorian, let alone talk to him. She pressed her lips together tightly, not sparing him a single glance.
Dorian suddenly remembered that Amara was pregnant—going to the OB/GYN for a checkup was totally normal. Embarrassed, he sank back into silence.


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