Chapter 97
Natalie was in so much pain that she couldn’t even speak. Cold sweat drenched her hair, gluing it to her forehead. She just clutched her lower abdomen and moaned in agony.
Rosie immediately threw back the covers to see what was wrong, and as she did, a pungent metallic smell of blood filled the air. Natalie’s pajama bottoms were wet through with blood on one side!
“Oh my God…” Rosie screamed, her voice laced with terror. She spun around to grab her phone. Natalie needed an ambulance, and fast!
But as she turned, Natalie grabbed the hem of her clothes, saying, “Don’t call anyone…”
“What else can we do?” Rosie was nearly incoherent with fright.
Natalie had some medical knowledge and understood what was happening.
“Just… get some hemostatic drugs… It’ll be okay…” she gasped out between breaths.
“I’ll go get the meds. Don’t move! I’ll be right back!” With tears and snot mingling on her face. Rosie grabbed her purse and bolted out the door.
The pain was blurring Natalie’s consciousness, her body cold and clammy with sweat. She couldn’t even tell if she was bleeding or just sweating profusely.
It was a complication left over from a car accident and a difficult childbirth. The muscles in her lower body had become rigid, spasming with excruciating pain whenever her period came. But it had never been as bad as this.
The painkillers were in her suitcase right by the bed. She tried to get out of bed to reach them, but as she pushed herself up, she collapsed toward the floor.
“Hey, little dummy!”
She must have been dreaming. As she fell, she didn’t even feel the pain, but she heard someone near her and was calling her “little dummy“.
It had been years since anyone had called her that.
Natalie had struggled with selective mutism for a while when she was little, back when Audrey and Samuel were still together.
She hardly remembered how she developed the condition, but it was likely due to her parents” tumultuous relationship.
Lydia didn’t need to keep threatening her not to speak of their dirty laundry because Natalie couldn’t express herself.
It was only when she embarked on her elementary school years that she gradually began to
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overcome it. So, when she first arrived at the Howard family, she was practically silent, which led the family to nickname her “ttle dummy” behind her back.
But one person would call her that to her face, always with an impatient look and tone, never using her real name.
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