Page 33 of Rockstar's Accidental Marriage

“You’re going to be okay,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “You have to be.”

The hospital is a whirlwind of motion and noise as we arrive. The stretcher disappears through a set of double doors, and I’m left standing in the hallway, my hands clenched into fists.

A nurse approaches me, her face kind but professional. “You’re her husband?”

“Yes,” I say without hesitation.

“Wait here,” she instructs. “The doctor will update you as soon as possible.”

I nod, sinking into one of the hard plastic chairs lining the corridor. My heart hammering nervously, and my mind racing with a thousand worst-case scenarios.

Cass, Kendrick, and a frightened Cassidy burst through the door minutes later, their faces etched with worry. Cass heads straight for me, his eyes blazing.

“What the hell is going on?” he demands, his voice low but sharp.

I stand, running a hand through my hair. “Cass, not here.”

“No, right here,” he snaps. “You just told an entire arena full of people that you’re married to my sister. I think I deserve an explanation,” his voice is low but furious. “You’re her husband? Since when?”

“It’s a long story,” I say, rubbing a hand over my face. “I’ll explain later.”

“Later?” Cass snaps, his hands clenching into fists. “She’s lying in a hospital bed, and you’re telling me later?”

“Cass,” Kendrick’s voice cuts in as she appears beside him, her hand on his arm. “Emily is what matters right now.”

Cass exhales sharply, his anger giving way to worry once again. “She’ll be okay, right?”

“She has to be,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

He nods, and we both sink into the chairs, the tension between us strained but unspoken for now.

It feels like an eternity before a doctor finally appears.

“Family of Emily Wild?” he asks, and we all stand at once.

“She’s stable,” he says, his tone calm. “Her collapse was caused by extreme exhaustion and dehydration, but we’ve given her fluids, and she’s responding well.”

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, relief washing over me.

“However,” the doctor continues, his gaze flicking to me, “We also ran some tests to rule out other causes for her symptoms. That’s when we discovered something else.”

My chest tightens. “What… What else is wrong with her?”

“Nothing is wrong.” The doctor hesitates, then smiles faintly. “Your wife is pregnant.”

The words hit like a freight train. I glance at Cass, whose mouth has fallen open. Kendrick and Cassidy’s faces light up with a mix of shock and joy.

“Pregnant?” I echo the word foreign on my tongue. “She’s having a baby?”

“Yes, congratulations.” The doctor confirms. “She’s 2 to 3 months along. That, combined with the stress and lack of hydration, likely contributed to her collapse. She’ll need to take it easy for a while, but there’s no cause for alarm.”

Pregnant. She’s having my baby.

The words echo in my mind, and suddenly everything shifts. Something fierce and tender blooms in my chest. It's not just Emily anymore—it's Emily and our baby. The need to protect them both hits me like a physical force, and I know in that moment that everything has changed.

Gone are the doubts and the fears. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her and our baby safe.

Eleven

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