Spending Time
Marion woke up with a body that felt better and fresher. He no longer felt any pain in his stomach, but still felt in his chest. Obviously, her fetus that was even too small was taken for granted, and without feeling let everything else.
Now he thought about his fetus. I don't know whether to survive or not. It wants to reclaim it, but how?
"Good morning, baby," William pecked Marion on the cheek, then put down a tray containing a portion of spaghetti that he said was Marion's favorite food.
The girl suddenly nauseated looking at the food cooked by William lovingly.
"Will... Don't you have any other food besides spaghetti?" asked Marion. William was wide-eyed.
"Didn't Shana say this is your favorite food?"
"yes... but somehow since conceiving I no longer like it. Can we do anything else but eat?" asked Marion, groaning mischievously.
"No, Marion... you look at that injury of yours."