Her eyes fluttered open, and she was already in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Her head slightly ached, and she groaned and rubbed against it.
"Oh, child, you are awake?" Ophelia's voice echoed in the room, and she quickly made her way over to her. "I was about to call your parents in to take you to the physician."
Despite the ache and sudden weakness, Fiona forced herself to sit down and ask, "What happened?"
"You fainted in the bathroom, and I had to bring you in here," Ophelia said, and coming to her, she touched her forehead, and she was slightly burning up. "Have you felt this way since you have been here?" she asked.
"I have never fainted before." Fiona told her. "I have felt nauseated a few times in the last few days; I assured myself it was my body reacting to being with Vivian in the same room."
Ophelia chuckled and shook her head. "No, my child, as much as that might seem like a genuine reason, I fear it isn't."
"Then I am sick?" She asked, "Do you know what it is?"
A look of fear crossed over her face, and that made her heart double in its beat. "Then what is it?"
"I do not want to scare you, my child, but I served as a midwife to a few mothers before retiring ten years ago. The symptoms you show are not those of any sickness; they are early signs of pregnancy."
Fiona's face grew pale after the older woman said those words to her, and all she could say in response was, "No!"
"I cannot be pregnant." She started but stopped, remembering the night she had spent in the stranger's bed more than a month ago. Her heart sank into her stomach, and her world immediately crashed before her eyes.
It happened only once, but she knew it took one time to get pregnant.
Her life was on the brink of ruin because she made a mistake. This was not fair. She had not found a good footing here at the estate since her arrival, and this would ruin everything.
“Positive.” Fiona was trembling while holding the pregnancy test kit. She seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the ground.
How could this happen?
Her heart sank into her stomach, and her world immediately crashed before her eyes.
Fiona sat on the floor and cried her eyes out for hours, and she knew she had to come out to her parents as soon as she could. She couldn't imagine the look that would be on their faces; they would be so disappointed in her, they would all judge her, and who knew how bad it would be?
The brightness tore through the window over her face, and she slowly opened her eyes to see the dawning of the new day. The breakdown came faster these days, and though it was a few minutes to six a.m., it was already bright outside. She pulled herself up to sit down, and she saw she had slept on the bare floor last night, passing out after many hours of sobbing. Her head throbbed now, and her eyes stung and were heavy.
A knock came to her door, and though a mess, she pulled herself up from the floor, moved over to the door, and opened it. There stood before her, Marcia and Yates, the Alpha's personal guards.
"The alpha asked us to bring you."
She panicked and shook her head. She couldn't go; her father would find her a mess and want to know what happened, and she would be forced to speak before she was ready to.
It was also too early for a summons, unless he knew. She shook the thought away. There was no way for him to, and she knew Ophelia would never do that to her.
She knew saying no to them would mean asking for problems for herself, so she nodded slowly and followed behind them.
Her eyes looked somewhat swollen, and she wiped the lingering tears that fell away and blinked the rest back. It was a few hours into the night, and the time was a few minutes after the hour of nine, and this was the latest. She had been summoned to see her father. Whatever the reason, it had to be important.
They arrived at the living area, and there stood the Alpha and the Luna, already waiting for her. Vivian stood behind them with the usual devilish look on her face that made Fiona's blood boil.
Fiona wondered what evil Vivian had framed her with, but she kept quiet.
"Father, I was told you wanted to see me." She asked, her voice as low as possible, and her head remained bowed because she had been crying the last hour and didn't want the Alpha to see her eyes and ask questions.
"I did," he answered, his tone not the nicest. "Is there something you would want to tell us?"
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