CHAPTER SIX

"This here is your room Thalia" Alexander said as we walked into a room with a luxurious white canopy bed with emerald green silk sheets, fresh white roses on the nightstands, and more basically everywhere in the room, giving it a— romantic atmosphere. 

"My room? We have separate rooms?" I ask turning to face him surprised. 

"Well, I didn't think you were looking forward to sharing a room with me" he replied with a smirk. 

I groaned, lightly smacking his chest 

"Get over yourself" I say tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear 

"I could get over you instead" He said his voice dipped low in a seductive tone that sent shivers down my spine 

I didn't reply to that, I don’t trust myself to say anything clever, instead, I reached over to the vanity and took a deep breath

"Listen I know you want some answers about why I rushed the wedding but..." 

"Actually No I don't" Alexander interrupted and came to stand behind me, our eyes met in the mirror 

"It's been a long day Thalia, you need to rest, whatever it is you want to say can wait" He said calmly 

"Thank you" I whispered just as my stomach let out a loud, horrifying growl.

My cheeks flushed pink but Alexander only chuckled and headed for the door.

"I'll get you something to eat freshen up, there are clothes in the closet" I smiled warmly at him watching him close the door behind him. 

Meanwhile, I undressed and made my way to the bathroom then I slipped into the tub and took a much-needed soak that did little to calm the wild thoughts in my mind but did an excellent job with my joints.

After my bath I threw on a robe and returned to the bedroom. There was a tray with covered food on the ottoman by the bed. I hurried over to the food then I noticed there was a note beside it.

Eat, I'll check on you in a few hours, something came up.

I felt a pang of sadness but I ignored it and set the note on my vanity, then returned to the food eagerly to feel something other than butterflies in my stomach again.

"Oh good Chicken parmigiana" I said excitedly, my favorite dish and the last meal my mother ever made for me. 

How the hell does Alexander know that? Or maybe it was just coincidence, Yeah definitely a coincidence.

I brushed it off and devoured the food in less than thirty minutes 

I look around the room for water but there’s nothing. 

“Who brings food for someone without water” I grumble picking up my plates and made my way to the kitchen.

Luckily I found the kitchen empty, and my eyes landed on a water dispenser, I quickly fetched a cup and took big gulps feeling the cold water soothe my throat 

“Thalia?” a female voice said delightedly behind me. 

I turned to find Cassandra in a nightdress behind me 

“Hi, Cassan… Cassie” I say trying to match her excited energy 

she chuckles and approaches me 

“I didn’t expect to see you here, where’s Alex” 

“Uh he’s busy I think” I said not entirely sure how to answer her 

“He’s working?” She asks with a gasp 

“No… I don’t know… I don’t think so… it’s definitely important” 

“That’s not right let’s go find him now” she said taking my arm and nudging me toward the door. 

“No I don’t…” I couldn’t finish what I was saying as I felt a sudden horrible churn in my stomach 

“What’s wrong?” Cassandra asked noticing my discomfort

“The food went down the wrong way I think…” I stopped speaking again but this time I felt a wave of nausea rising in my throat. I hurriedly reached for the sink, and with a haul my body convulsed and the contents of my stomach came out violently. 

Cassandra came behind me rubbing my back soothingly 

“I’m so sorry, it’s okay, you’ll be fine” she said trying to calm me.

But I kept going until everything I had eaten earlier was down the sink.

I sank and leaned against the counter and Cassandra gave me a cup of water I took a sip of it, and I couldn’t take more it felt poky in my mouth.

“Are you okay?” Cassandra asks as she sat beside me her voice sounding concerned 

I shake my head, trying to think of a reasonable explanation for my sudden vomiting, my stomach filled with dread at the possibility that Brandon’s child was growing inside me… 

“Ummh do you happen to have one of those tests?” I ask Cassandra my voice tight as I spoke

“Test? You mean pregnancy?” She said with a gasp 

“Yeah yeah” I said afraid to meet her likely judging eye 

I wonder if Cassandra knew the terms of my marriage to Alexander 

“I don’t… but Edith might come with me to her room” she said leading me out of the kitchen 

“Who’s Edith?” I ask utterly confused, the fog already building up in my head just doubled in size 

“Edith is my older sister she’s married to Silas” 

“And Silas is?” 

“Alexander’s younger brother” she explained as we reached a door.

she twisted the knob to a door and we got in 

“Wow her room is lovely” I said 

The room is nothing like mine it’s more modern and pinkish, 

Cassandra rummages through a few drawers till she pulls out a box from one and yells

“Found it!” she walked over and handed me the box 

“Can I take the test in here?” I ask wanting to just get this whole thing over with 

“Of course, don’t touch too much though” she joked.

“Noted” I deadpanned 

I entered the bathroom pulled out the pee stick and did what I had to do, I came out of the bathroom before the results showed and I set it down on an armchair in the room.

“Help me check I just can’t” I say my voice barely a whisper and on the verge of tears.

“Okay” Cassandra said and went closer to the stick after a few minutes she turned to me with a small smile on her face.

“It’s positive Thalia, you are expecting” 

Whatever armor I started building fell off completely after what she said. Everything came crashing down again. I fell to my knees and let my tears fall. This couldn’t be happening. This would ruin things.

Cassandra came to me and wrapped me in a hug rubbing circular motions on my back.

“Let me guess it’s not for Alexander?” She asks slowly.

I sobbed harder unable to form a reply to her and she held me tighter 

“It’s complicated” I choked out 

“Well whatever it is, I’m here Thalia, and you’ll get through it”