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He peers into my face, then nods. "You’re a clever woman, Mrs. Sovrano. I am sure you understand the risks of not following professional medical advice."
"I do," I nod, "and I’ll complete the course of medication this time."
"Good, the nurse will come by with your medication." He rises to his feet, "I’d also recommend that you stay in the hospital for overnight observation, and ideally, take it easy for the next few days."
"But it’s not something you can force me to do, can you?"
"You’re a grown woman, Mrs. Sovrano. You can make your own decisions."
He turns to leave and I call out, "Doctor, I have one more question."
He turns to me.
"Am I correct that I can still get pregnant without causing my condition to be exacerbated as a result?"
He fixes me with a shrewd glance, "There are those with your condition who get pregnant and carry their children to term, and there are those whose condition deteriorates as a result. As your physician, I should warn you that it’s safer if you don’t get pregnant. But the choice is yours, of course."
Right.
I bite the inside of my cheek. I knew it already. It’s what my doctors had previously indicated to me. Only, I hadn’t paid any attention to it. Hell, becoming pregnant had been the last thing on my mind then. But after losing my baby… Well, it’s something that’s so in my face right now that I couldn't help but ask the question.
The doctor turns to leave and I call out after him, "This…conversation is covered under doctor-patient confidentiality, right?"
He pauses then turns to me. "It is," he nods.
"So, I’d prefer it if you didn’t say anything to my husband, or to any of his brothers out there."
He frowns then nods, "As you wish." And he leaves.
I glance around the space, then because my clothes are all bloodied, I change out of my hospital gown and into the scrubs he’d left behind for me.
After meeting with the nurse and getting my medication, I pad out of the examination room to find Antonio waiting for me.
"Are you guarding me now?" I scowl.
"It’s what he’d have wanted." The big Sicilian doesn’t seem put off by my irritation. He merely steps aside.
He trails me as I head toward the waiting room—which is a spacious area, with big windows through which light floods in. It’s a far cry from the rooms I have seen in the government-run hospitals I’ve been to previously. I step on the carpeted floor and take in the scene. Christian is sprawled out in a chair in one corner. He glowers at Luca, who glowers back at him from the opposite corner. Massimo is by the window, and he turns as I approach.
"Karma," he comes forward and when he opens his arms, I walk into them. Of all the remaining Sovrano brothers, Massimo is, by far, the least threatening. Despite his height and the fact that he is the biggest of all of them… He is also the quietest and the gentlest.
"You okay?"
I nod into his chest and he leans back. "He’s going to be fine," Massimo murmurs.
"Have they said anything?"
He shakes his head, "He’s still in surgery."
"How much," I clear my throat, "how much longer do they think he’ll be?"
"They don’t know yet," Christian says. I turn to find him standing next to me. I glance at the blood on his shirt and my stomach churns. That’s Michael’s blood. Oh, my god, it’s his blood. A sob wells up and I push my knuckles into my mouth. Christian glances down at his blood-splattered shirt and pales. "I’m sorry, Karma," he draws in a breath, "I didn’t realize… I…"
"It’s okay," I swallow down the ball of emotion that clogs my throat.
Luca rises from his seat and walks over to join us, and I survey their faces.
"I… I have something to tell you… I…"I am going to leave him. I am going to walk away while your brother is still in surgery. I…
