Page 85 of Redemption in Love
She frowned and turned her head. Gavin looked down at her, his face a mask of anxiety. His hands gripped the metal bar on the side of her bed, his knuckles white.
“What happened?” she asked.
“You fainted. Luckily Brooke caught you before you could roll down the steps.” He shuddered, his chin lowered to his chest. “Don’t ever scare me like that again. You have no idea how helpless I felt when I got Brooke’s call. I was still in the air.”
“Oh.” Amandine wanted to burrow into the bed like a turtle. What was she? Some melodramatic Victorian heroine? “Sorry.”
He frowned. “What are you sorry about?”
“For causing trouble.” She thought for a moment. “How did your business in Virginia turn out?”
“Fine. I had a short meeting with Ethan to discuss Kerri. I told you there was something off about that woman.”
“So you were right?”
“Yes.”
“What’s Ethan going to do?”
“It’s up to him. He’s in charge of TLD now.”
The door opened, interrupting their conversation.
“I?
??m so sorry, Gavin. It’s all my fault,” Brooke said, walking in with a couple of bottles of water. “I should’ve been carrying some snacks for her. She said she was hungry before she fainted.”
“Not your fault.” Amandine swallowed. The sight of water reminded her that she was thirsty. “Can I have a bottle?”
“Here.” Brooke twisted off the cap and handed it to Amandine.
Amandine drank, then placed the half-empty bottle on the table. “Look, I’m sorry about worrying everyone. It’s really nothing. I’m fine now.” She started to push herself up, but Gavin immediately put a hand on her chest.
“Just lie there. We should wait for Dr. Silverman. She wanted to talk to us,” he said.
A tendril of fear snaked through her. She put a hand over her belly. “Is the baby okay?”
He held her hand. “The baby’s fine.”
The door opened with a single knock, and Dr. Silverman entered. A stethoscope gleamed from where it hung around her neck. “You gave us a little scare. How do you feel, Amandine?”
“Fine, now.”
“We ran a few tests.” Dr. Silverman eyed her. “Your blood pressure is high, and blood sugar level too low. Are you eating regularly?”
“Yes,” she said quickly.
“Good. You might have gestational diabetes. We have to do another test to make sure, but since your mother was diabetic, you’re at somewhat greater risk.”
Next to Dr. Silverman, Gavin tensed. “Is it dangerous?”
“If it goes untreated, yes. But in Amandine’s case, probably not. Provided she receives appropriate medical care, of course.”
“Appropriate medical care will not be an issue,” Gavin said grimly.
Dr. Silverman continued, “I’m putting you on modified bed rest. It’s for your own well-being as well as your baby’s.”
Uh oh, Amandine thought. “What does modified bed rest mean?”
