Isaac retreated to the master bedroom, feeling all out of sorts.
Brittany had never treated him that way before. From the moment they met, she was like a little sun, constantly gravitating towards him and warming him up.
But then, she was full of rejection towards him, even bringing up divorce.
Isaac trudged downstairs to the wine cellar and fetched a bottle of wine. On his way back up, he noticed the guestroom door was still open. He found it strange, so he decided to check it out.
Before he could push the door open, he heard a sound from the bathroom.
The bottle of red wine in his hand crashed to the floor, splashing everywhere, the red liquid spreading across the floor. Isaac didn’t even give it a second thought, but kicked open the bathroom door instead.
"Bri!"
He rushed over, grabbed Brittany by the waist and pulled her into his arms, "Bri, are you okay?"
Brittany winced in pain. She forgot she was still mad at him and clung to his shirt instinctively, "My foot hurts!"
"I’ll take you to the hospital."
Isaac scooped Brittany up, wrapped a towel around her, and dashed out the door.
"No need..." Brittany stopped him. Her little toe was clenched, "I just have a cramp in my foot."
Cramps in the legs are pretty common in the later stages of pregnancy.
She just didn't expect it would cramp up while she was taking a shower.
Isaac quickly placed her on the bed, then went into the bathroom. When he came out, he was holding a warm towel. He placed the towel on her leg.
Feeling the heat, Brittany instinctively recoiled.
"Don't move," Isaac grabbed her foot and started massaging it, "How many times has this happened?"
Brittany’s leg had cramped up before, but she never told Isaac.
She used to keep it from him because she didn’t want him to worry, but she just didn’t want to say anything then.
Seeing her silent, Isaac felt a sinking feeling in his heart, his massaging motions became slightly heavier, "Answer me."
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