Mercer's crying woke Morgan from her slumber a little before sunrise. She threw the blanket off her and raced to his nursery to pick him up out of his crib because it was his feeding time. Morgan went downstairs to the kitchen with the wailing child in one hand and began expertly making a bottle of formula for him. Within a few minutes the infant was content as he sucked the life out of the plastic tube. Morgan made another bottle while he finished the first one, Mercer was never satisfied with just one which made him an adorable chubby child. He began fussing again when Morgan took a while to finish making the second bottle and she wasted no time putting it in his mouth to shut him up.
Afterward, she placed him on her shoulder and rubbed his back in a circular motion until he burped but also with a little vomit at the same time which messed up her T-shirt. Morgan thanked the heavens that his nurse would arrive soon so she could go to the doctor and find out what was wrong with her. She was still reeling from the events the day before and she needed some answers. She went upstairs with Mercer still cradled in her arm and took up her phone to order some gifts for Diana, but was bombarded with messages from Lourdes. Morgan knew her sister wouldn't accept being pushed away but it had to be done and so she ignored her texts.
Using a special app on her phone, Morgan was able to locate a doctor that would see her immediately which took a massive load off her shoulders. Following that, Morgan ordered a few apology gifts to be delivered to Diana's hospital room and to her house even though there was a high probability that they would be thrown away. She felt some sort of relief that the suspension gave Morgan a chance to breathe and relax for a while before she began training again. Still, she couldn't shake the question of what about her had scared Diana so much Morgan was only doing as she asked.
The door bell rang and Morgan walked back downstairs and hoped with everything in her that it wasn't Lourdes. She didn't want the added drama in her life. Turned out it was the nurse who was ready to begin her duty. The thin, ghostly young woman barely said two words to the princess and only spoke when Morgan asked a question or when she needed to inform the Royal about something relating to Mercer. Morgan gave the child to her then went about making breakfast for herself. She sluggishly ate her sparse meal, after that she went back to her room to get ready.
Morgan took a shower, threw on a fancy loose fitting champagne coloured tracksuit and sneakers then grabbed a purse along with few personal items. Morgan called her driver to let him know she was on her way down to the lobby and her destination for the day. It felt weird not rushing out to go to The Federation, the institution had become her second home and granted her results she didn't expect. Her body looked amazing from all the rigorous training, toned legs and arms plus abs that would have any woman falling at her feet. However, her big round rump remained in place and it shaped her body to perfection.
Morgan left instructions for the nurse regarding Mercer's playtime and the little rash on his behind that annoyed him then left her home. Taking the private elevator down to the first level, Morgan was taken aback at the broken glass and concrete still being cleaned. The lobby was closed off visitors and only subjected to the exit and entry of the residents of the building as workers swept and disposed of the broken shards while new reinforced glasses were fitted in the panes and doors. A new chandelier was being strung up as well. Ashamed of what she'd done, Morgan quickly walked past the labourers and went into her car that was already waiting for her.
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Before I Fall
FantasyYou can't run from what's meant to be. Even if it means that you'll be held in a chokehold as your very soul, everything that you are is sucked right out of you and what's left will scare death itself. Pulling her deeper into insanity, there was no...