S*exually Frustrated
After taking a quick shower, Rachael lay down in bed. With each passing minute, she could feel the pain getting worse.
Burying her face in the pillow, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to endure the pain. She suffered from dysmenorrhea in the past as well.
Just then she felt someone placing something hot on her stomach. When she opened her eyes, she saw Andrew sitting right next to her. He was holding the hot water bag, making sure it's in the right place.
"Is it bad?" When she nodded, he asked, "Should we go to the hospital?" Seeing how pale she looked, he was very worried.
"No it's fine, I'll be okay soon."
"Take some rest, I'll get you something to eat."
"Wait—you have to go to work." She glanced at the watch. "It's already late, that meeting is very important."
"Seriously?" Andrew frowned. She was in so much pain but she was still thinking about work.
"That project is due this week, you have to go."