“Do doctors not usually book theatres well in advance?” Alexa asks Ronald.“That was exactly my first thought. And when they do book theatres for plastic surgery, they book it at a hospital. They do not book it at a recovering facility that is almost the closest thing you could get to an old age home.” Ronald says in a hushed voice. He sits forward and looks around.“That night, when the patient came in, I was there to see who it was. The curiosity was killing me. It was the same woman I was treating at her home. The one who looks exactly like Ally. When she came out of surgery, she was waiting in the recovery room and I went to check her file. She had no next of kin or anyone who should be called in case of emergency. The only person who knew she was there, was the doctor that operated on her.” Ronald tells Alexa. Alexa has gone one shade paler. Ronald didn’t think that her lily-white skin could go any whiter, but he was wrong.“So, who was the woman?” Alexa asks.“It doesn’t even ma
Ally lays in her bed. She knows that Benson would be coming to bed any moment. She does not want to talk to him but she needs to gauge his mood to know if she can request going out of the house. Her mind has been racing for the last few hours. Ally hates being trapped in this house.Waiting for Benson turns out to be really tiring as well. Ally turns on her side and drifts off to sleep withing a minute.She wakes during the night. Her bedside light has been switched off and the room is dark. She can feel the heat coming from Benson beside her. Ally sits up in bed. Her breath is fast and her heart is racing. Did she dream? It felt so real. Ally remembers the dream she just had.A dark-haired man was standing outside a backside door to a restaurant. Ally was on the phone with Megan, asking her to pick her up after a disastrous date. He invited Ally in so she did not have to wait outside in the dark. He was a chef. The hair at his temples were slightly greying and Ally could not take her
Ally stands staring into the empty room. She turns around to look at Benson.“Go inside.” He says as he rolls his eyes. Ally takes her turn to roll her eyes before walking into the room. Behind the door are stacks of boxes. Ally takes a closer look at he boxes.The one box is definitely a crib that still needs to be assembled. The other boxes are common items found in babies’ rooms. Ally turns around to look at Benson again.“I thought we could turn this into a nursery for the baby. You only need to choose a colour for the walls and we can start to put it together.” Benson tells Ally. Ally looks back at the stacks of boxes.“How many cribs are here?” Ally asks Benson.“One.” Benson answers. A deep frown forms on his forehead. “Why?” he asks.Ally thinks for a moment. It occurs to her that she never told Benson that she is expecting twins. She turns to him and wonders if now is the best time to tell him. She will have to.“I am expecting twins.” She blurts out.Bensons eyes widen. He s
The following day Ally busies herself picking out a colour for the nursery. She decides on a light beige. She does not know the gender of the babies yet, so she does not want to choose a gender specific colour.After she picked the colour, the painters immediately started painting the room. When she exits the room, she finds a woman waiting for her. The hallway is well lit and a table has been placed outside the door. The woman lays out a large file with material samples in it. She pages to the earth tone samples and looks excitedly at Ally.“These are samples of materials that we can use for the curtains and trims in the room. If you cannot see anything you like, we can always find something else. You are not limited to the samples in this file.” The woman says with an almost too wide smile. Ally looks at her for a second before turning her attention towards the file with the samples. The woman has pitch black hair that is tied into a sleek tight pony behind her head. Her hair is par
Inside the room, next to each other, stands two massage tables. Ally looks at Benson and smiles. Benson seems to be impressed with himself for putting a smile on Ally’s face.“The massage therapist should be here in the next minute. You can put on one of those robes.” Benson tells her, pointing to fluffy white robes that hangs on hooks on the walls.Ally walks to the robes and takes one off the hook. She turns and sees a little dressing room on the other side of the room. Ally walks to it and pulls the curtain closed behind her. She takes her clothes off, looking at her little tummy in the mirror. She puts the robe on and opens the curtain again, leaving her clothes in the dressing room. She is a little surprised when she finds that Benson has also undressed and is also wearing a fluffy white robe, like hers.She is again surprised to see two massage therapists in the room. The two women are professionally dressed. They are standing next to the two massage beds, waiting for Ally and B
Ally gets out of the hot tub and wraps the towel around her body. She goes back to the massage room to get dressed. When she enters the room, there is no sign of any massage therapist being there that day. She gets dressed and heads back to her room. The smell of paint is feint and she can get into bed and fall asleep.She wakes to the sun setting. Ally cannot find the strength to get out of bed again. Her mood is low and she has no energy. She cannot think how she can stay in this house for very much longer.Benson comes into the room and gives her a questioning look.“Are you okay?” he asks Ally. The sound of his voice indicates that he is not really interested.“My legs are sore. I cannot really walk much.” Allie lies.Benson is suddenly more interested. He comes over to the bed and sits on his side.“Do I need to call a doctor.” He asks Ally. Ally only stares at the roof above the bed. She does not answer. She does not really feel like talking to him.Benson gets up and leaves the
Ally is very silent in the car on the way to the facility. Benson is also refusing to talk to her, which she appreciates right now. He got up this morning and got dressed. He told her that they will leave in thirty minutes and left the room. Ally got dressed quickly and waited for him in front of the main entrance when she was done.Benson came and they walked to the car where he then opened the door for her and let her get inside. Ally took her seat and sat back, leaning her head against the head rest and closing her eyes. She hoped that if her eyes were closed, that Benson would leave her alone. He did.At the facility, a nurse comes out with a wheelchair. Ally is helped into the wheelchair and the nurse pushes her into the facility. Ally knows that there is nothing wrong with her legs. She will need to fake it now so she will be able to return daily for more sessions until it is the right time for Ronald to take her away.As the nurse pushes her towards the scanner room, they pass
After all the doctors did what they wanted to do, Ally finds herself waiting in the recovery room in the pathology wing. She closes her eyes and tries to rest a bit. She has been for a lot of tests today. They took blood to do bloodwork. She has seen the gynaecologist again who did another check up on her pregnancy and she also went for every single scan that is safe for the babies. For some scans, she had to put a cover over her abdomen to protect the babies.Ronald comes into the room and crouches in front of her.“Okay, we are taking you today. Everyone is in the boardroom, reporting to your husband right now. It is best if we just take you right now.” Ronald tells her in an urgent tone. Ally has no idea where he is taking her but since he is not taking her home, she is willing to go with him.Ronald quickly wheels Ally out a back door and helps her into his car. He leaves the wheelchair there and speeds out of the facility grounds. Ally is very nervous and cannot help looking over