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The venue came complete with private suites for the bride and groom, equipped with a full bathroom and a seating room, as well as separate rooms for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to get themselves ready.
I’d been in awe when I’d toured it a few weeks ago, when we’d been trying to decide which venue to choose.
It was a sun-soaked room, beautifully decorated in such a way that it would work for taking a bunch of lovely photographs.
Which I probably would need to do in under an hour. Even though I hadn’t even done my hair or put on a stitch of makeup yet.
What would be the point? When I could barely peel myself off of the bathroom floor?
A noise escaped me, a mix of a groan and a cry as my stomach roiled, making me worry that I was about to need to rush to the bathroom again, despite there being nothing left in my stomach.
“Okay. Let’s see. Ginger ale, saltines, and some nausea medicine,” she said, reaching for her phone, likely messaging one of the many family members who would be making their way over to the venue soon, since the Grassis liked to be early and chat before the actual events.
“Crisis averted,” Adrian said, making her way into the room. “I found the bird seed and brought it to the staff to fill the little flute things for everyone to throw after… what is this?” she asked, her gaze finally landing on me.
“I think she has food poisoning,” Sofia said. “I’m ordering ginger ale, saltines…”
“Oh, God,” I groaned, jumping up in my silk robe that had been provided by the venue, and rushing into the bathroom to dry heave over the toilet.
“Add some ginger drops to the order, Smush,” Adrian said, running the tap, then coming over to me to press a cold cloth to the back of my neck.
“Ginger?” she asked. “For… oh. Oh,” she added, eyes going wide as I climbed back onto my feet, feeling a cold sweat spreading across my skin.
“When did you know, hon?” Adrian asked, following me out to the seating room, but veering me toward the couch, pushing me until I lay back down.
“Today for sure,” I admitted. “I was feeling off for a day or two. But this was the second my eyes opened. And then I did the math, and…” I said, waving a hand.
“Were you sick with Judah?” Adrian asked, sitting by my feet, and rubbing my legs.
“No. I wasn’t sick at all. Mostly just tired and hungry.”
“I wasn’t sick with my boys, either,” Adrian said. “But these girls,” she said, waving toward Sofia. “They had me living on the bathroom floor. The only thing that helped was to keep saltines on my nightstand, and the second I woke up, I choked a few down. I tried not even to move my head before I had them in me.”
“I will have to give that a try,” I said, pressing a hand to my wobbly stomach.
“The ginger drops will help. And lots of small sips of water. I know one of the girls was so sick that her doctor actually prescribed some meds because she was losing so much weight, so keep in mind that might be an option too,” Adrian said. “Does Aurelio know?”
“No. I haven’t even taken a test yet. I wanted to be sure. I don’t want to get his hopes up if this is just a stomach bug or something.”
“Well, how late are you?” Sofia asked.
“Just shy of two weeks. We were so busy with the wedding plans that I didn’t even notice…”
“Okay. Well. Let’s get a test too,” Sofia said, reaching for her phone again.
“Smush!”
“I’m texting Elisa. She’ll probably think I’m the one knocked up. She won’t tell anyone.”
Less than half an hour later, I’d sipped some water, sucked on some ice chips, and chewed a few ginger drops.
The cold sweat had eased. As had the sloshing sensation in my stomach.
If it kept up, I was pretty sure I could summon the energy to get myself pretty and go through with the day I’d been dreaming about for months.
“Truth time,” Elisa declared as the alarm on her phone sounded.
Taking a deep breath, I walked into the bathroom to check the status of the stick sitting on the box.
