Page 52 of Prognosis Temporary

And that made her cry too...‘I’m s-so s-sorry,’ she said in hiccoughy sobs, fresh tears taking the places of the ones she’d wiped away. ‘I can’t s-seem to s-stop crying.’

Apart from her howling episode with Geri, she hadn’t cried after that. She’d just stared at the television all day, feeling numb inside. But this, throwing up first thing in the morning, made the whole thing seem very real - more so than the pregnancy test — and the enormity had hit her again.

‘Hey,’ Sebastian murmured, sliding down the wall as she dissolved into a flood of tears. He hauled her into his lap and Callie went gratefully, her cheek against his chest as she wept.

‘It’s such a b-big m-mess,’ she bawled.

‘Shh,’ he murmured. ‘It’ll be okay. You’ll see. We’ll work it out. Shh.’

Callie wasn’t sure how long she clung to him. All she knew was that his voice was soothing, saying all the right things, and the scratch of his red-gold whiskers against her hair was a strange sort of bliss.

She never wanted to leave the shelter of his arms. Here it was just her and him and the rest of the world faded away.

Except it was never going to be just her and him ever again. And therein lay the problem...

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