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“I can’t. I don’t think I can trust you. I’m sorry.” I said nothing more. I just stood there, staring at her, watching her cry. Then I shook my head. “It’s over. I hope you enjoy your weekend. I sure as hell know I won’t be enjoying mine.”
I ripped the door open and pulled it shut behind me and went into my office. The patients could wait. I needed a minute. I needed an hour. Hell, I needed a long fucking time to get over this. I shut the door and leaned up against the wall, focusing on calming myself down. I didn’t care how long she stayed in there. I just couldn’t be there with her any longer. I walked over and sunk into my office chair, turning my attention to my next patient file. I had to get through the rest of my day, and the only way I was going to do it was to focus on my next task.
Bella
My eyes puffy,my cheeks still tear-stained, I pulled a tissue from the box on Doctor Love’s desk. Asher’s words had torn my heart out. I’d been sitting here for twenty minutes, shocked to the core. I still wasn’t sure what I’d been expecting him to say. I blew my nose, then grabbed two more tissues from the box that sat on Doctor Love’s desk and dabbed my eyes. I needed to get out of this office.
I picked up my purse and walked to the door. The last thing I wanted was to run into Asher in the hallway. I took in a breath and pulled the door open enough to look out into the hallway. I glanced across the hall. The nameplate on the door read Asher Harrison. The door was tightly closed. I looked down the hall. The door to the waiting area seemed far away, yet this was probably my only chance.
I took off down the hall to the waiting room, and when I opened the door and stepped out of the hallway, everyone’s eyes turned to me. They all stared. I was sure I was a sight with my puffy eyes and tear-stained face. Regardless, I gathered the courage and stepped into the room and headed for the door.
“Bella, before you go, we should book your next appointment in,” the nurse behind the desk called out without looking up.
I swallowed hard. I turned my back toward her. “I’ll call,” I mumbled and stumbled out the door into the hallway of the thirteenth floor. I hit the button for the elevator and stood there, my vision blurring with fresh tears as memories from only a few minutes ago flooded my mind. Then I heard two voices and glanced down the hall to see Doctor Love rounding the corner with a nurse. I didn’t want him to see me like this. It would lead to too many questions, ones I didn’t want to answer right now. Instead of waiting for the elevator, I took off heading to the stairwell.
It took forever for me to walk down all those stairs and get outside to my car. Once I was seated behind the wheel, the tears flowed. I sat there sobbing into my hands. The look on his face sat in the forefront of my mind. Then his words—his harsh words—came into my head. Everything was a mess, and I had myself, and only myself, to thank for it.
My phone lay on centre console of the car, right where I’d thrown it, and there it vibrated. I glanced at it to see a message from Brielle. She was probably wondering where I was. I picked up the phone without reading it and turned it off, throwing it into my purse. I just wanted to be left alone.
Six hours later, I lay on my couch, wrapped in a blanket, absolutely exhausted from the events that had transpired through today. I stared at the television, barely hearing anything that was being said. I hadn’t eaten; I wasn’t hungry, and yet my stomach grumbled, telling me it wanted food.
I sat up and headed to the kitchen. After putting the kettle on, I put two pieces of bread in the toaster. I was supposed to have left with Asher for the weekend hours ago. He’d probably gone anyway, I thought to myself as I filled my mug with hot water and buttered my toast.
I woke early the next morning, my head still pounding, and jumped into the shower. I was exhausted, and my body ached from a terrible night’s sleep. I’d finally turned my phone on before bed, hoping for a message from Asher, and each time I’d woken during the night, I’d checked to find nothing.
I’d gotten dressed and headed to the kitchen. I opened the fridge to get an apple, only to find out it was empty. Since I knew we were going away this weekend, I didn’t do my regular grocery shop on Thursday. I let out a sigh. I’d have to get groceries. As much as I didn’t want to leave, I figured that the fresh air would be good for me. I slipped my shoes on and grabbed my purse and keys.
I’d gotten the few things I needed from the store and then made my way over to The Cooling Rack. The fresh air had done me good, and now I needed my best friend. The parking lot was busy, but I found a spot. When I walked through the door, I could see from the look on her face that she was shocked to find me here after I took the weekend off to go away with Asher. I didn’t need to say anything; she took one look at me and immediately wrapped me in her arms and directed me to this table where I currently sat.
She’d gone back to the counter and said something to the new hire behind the counter. Then she made her way over to the table carrying two blueberry muffins.
“They are bringing over two teas. I got you chamomile,” she said, sliding the muffin in front of me.
“Thank you,” I mumbled, breaking apart the muffin and taking a bite.
“We can go into the office if you’d prefer. More private. It’s pretty busy here today,” she said, glancing around at the full tables and the line of doctors that waited at the counter.
I shook my head. “No, it’s fine. Hopefully, being in front of people will keep me from crying.” I sadly smiled. “You were right. I should have told him,” I muttered.
“What happened?” she questioned.
I took a minute and then looked at her with tears in my eyes. “It was awful. I went for my appointment with Doctor Love and, well, he had an emergency to tend to. I guess they passed me off to the next doctor, who was Asher.”
Brielle’s eyes shot up from her muffin and landed on mine. “What? When did this happen?”
Ignoring her question, I blurted, “He found out because I was standing in front of him waiting for my ultrasound results. I wanted to die.”
“Oh, Bella.” Brielle went to get up and move over beside me, but I stopped her.
“You’ll make me cry…” I said, holding my hands out in front of myself. “It was awful.He, was awful.”
“What did he say?”
My lip trembled, and I took a sip of tea to try and stop it. “He wanted to know why I just didn’t tell him.”
“And did you?”
I nodded. “Only he got angrier. It wasn’t that he didn’t want children at all. It was… that he didn’t want them with her.”
