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Forty-Six

Reign

It’s been a week since I got back from the private island with Killian.

Since then, I’ve been staying in bed and Baba has been bringing me tea and soup since that seems to be the only thing I can keep down.

I was doing my best to hold down my vomit on the island with Killian and luckily, I only threw up once in front of him. I’m not sure if he heard or knew that I was throwing up a bunch of other times.

I still haven’t taken a pregnancy test and I’m not sure I want to because then it will just confirm what I already know.

I don’t even look pregnant which is the crazy thing.

My phone dings so I reach over to my side table and grab it.

I miss you.

I smile and my face heats up.

Killian and I text every single day and he always calls me before I end up going to bed. I wish he was here with me, holding me while I fall asleep. It’s only been a week, but my body craves his.

I miss you too.

What are you doing?

Just laying down watching a movie.

He messages back but a knock on my door pulls my attention away from him.

I put my phone on the side table as I see Baba walk in.

She has a plate filled with greens, meat, and some baked potatoes on the side. “I brought you something different this time. Hopefully you can keep that down. If not, I'll keep making you soup.”

I sit up and lay against my headboard. “Thank you, Baba,” I say when she puts the plate on the side table. My stomach instead starts to growl when I smell the meat. It almost feels like it’s flipping. I don’t want to disappoint her or be rude because she made this, but I really feel like not eating it.

Baba sits down next to me on the bed. “How are you feeling?” she asks, putting strands of my hair to the side.

“Good, I think I got something when I was away.”

“How’s Killian?” Baba asks.

My stomach churns but I ignore it.

Baba and Mama are the only ones who weren’t super pissed at me. Papa though, he was on another level of pissed off.

He pulled me into his office, still bandaged up from the bullet wound, and told me how stupid and reckless I was for leaving with Killian.

But he doesn’t understand how I feel about him and how strongly I love him. He has no clue that I would quite literally do anything for him if he asked.

It’s stupid to be this weak over a guy, one I have only known for about five months, but I feel like Killian, and I have this strong connection and like we were meant to be together and have our moment.

We were bound to fall in love with one another.

Like Killian said on the island, our fate is written in the stars, and we were meant to fall in love.

Baba understands and so does Mama.

Papa just hates the fact that it’s Killian.

“He’s good,” I say quietly. “He’s just busy dealing with his dad and mom.”

“Do you know how his mom is feeling?”

I shake my head no.

I would love to meet his mom someday. I don’t want to tell him that because obviously things right now between our families are tense, but I know Aria is a sweet woman and she only cares about Killian’s happiness. It’s his dad that I need to worry about.

“I know she isn’t doing well though. He told me that she’s back on chemo again.”

“Poor Killian, having to deal with all that.”

“He’s strong,” I say, believing it.

“And how are you?” I look up at her and furrow my eyebrows as my stomach churns again. I almost feel like there is something stuck in my throat. “About everything?’

“It’s stressful but I believe in Killian and I. That’s why I’m not worried. We’ll be okay,” I say, giving her an encouraging smile but it drops when I feel bile come up my throat.

I fling the blankets off of me and run towards my restroom. I drop down in front of the toilet, and everything comes out.

I can’t stop the vomit from coming out. I feel Baba sitting next to me and holding my hair back.

“It’s okay, you’re okay. You’re doing good, keep going. Get everything out,” she says softly while rubbing my back.

When I’m done, I spit inside the toilet and rest my head on my arms, closing my eyes.

Damn it.

I need a doctor.

I know I do.

But God, it’s not the right time, especially with everything going on and Killian and I just being in the middle of all of it.

“How long has this been happening for? Don’t lie.”

A few weeks after Killian and I had sex for the first time.

But I don’t say that.

“A few weeks,” I lie.

If I tell her it’s been happening for longer than she’ll scold me for not going to the doctor.

She curses in Bulgarian. “Does Killian know?” I look up at Baba and shake my head. She gives me a sad look and shakes her head lightly. “He needs to know.”

I shake my head and a tear falls from my eye. “But he can’t. Not now, there is too much going on. It will ruin everything.”

“Reign, if he loves you, he will continue to fight for you.”

“How do you know?” I ask, trying to control my racing heart.

Baba puts a strand of hair behind my ear. “Because men were born to fight for women. And for you and Killian, I have a feeling you both were born to fight for each other.”