Off-limits Series: Never Enough

Morning Revelations

Robert stirred, and I felt him waking up on my lap. My fingers had been idly playing with his hair as my thoughts continued to whirl. I hadn't slept a wink, but somehow, his presence had kept me grounded through the night.

"Hey," he murmured, looking up at me with those deep brown, searching eyes. "You didn't sleep at all, did you?"

I managed a small smile. "Just had a lot on my mind.”

He sat up, stretching, and I could see the fatigue and worry etched on his face.

"I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to unload all of that on you."

"It's okay," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

"I wanted to be here for you."

We fell into a momentary silence, both lost in our thoughts. Then, out of nowhere, a wave of nausea hit me hard. My stomach churned violently, and I bolted up, racing to the bathroom. Robert was right behind me.

As I knelt over the toilet, retching, Robert held my hair back and rubbed my back gently. His touch was soothing, but it couldn't alleviate the overwhelming sickness that gripped me.

When the worst of it was over, I sank back onto my heels, feeling exhausted. Robert knelt beside me, his concern palpable.

“Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.

I nodded weakly, trying to muster a reassuring smile. "Yeah, just... something I ate, I guess."

But Robert wasn't convinced. He looked at me intently, his brow furrowed.

"This isn't just about food, is it? You can tell me if something's wrong."

I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the truth pressing down on me. I wasn't ready to tell him about the pregnancy, not with everything else hanging over us. But how long could I keep it a secret?

"I'm fine," I insisted, even though I could see the doubt in his eyes. "Really, it's just a bug or something."

He sighed, clearly wanting to believe me but not entirely convinced.

“Elena, if there's something more, you need to tell me. I want to help."

I reached out and squeezed his hand, trying to convey the depth of my feelings without revealing the truth.

“I appreciate that, Robert. I really do. But right now, we need to focus on what's going on with you and Emma."

His face darkened at the mention of her name, and I could see the turmoil within him.

"I still can't believe she's pregnant. I need to find out the truth."

"And we will," I assured him. "We'll figure it out together."

Robert pulled me into a gentle embrace, and I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. As much as I wanted to confide in him about my own pregnancy, I knew that this wasn't the right time. We had to deal with one crisis at a time.

For now, I would keep my secret and focus on supporting Robert through this difficult period. But as I held him close, I couldn't help but wonder how long I could keep this hidden, and what would happen when the truth finally came out.

“I need a shower.” I mumbled pulling away from the hug.

“Okay, I will make coffee for us.” He kissed my forehead.

As I take a quick shower and my tooth are brush I put on a cotton candy pink t-shirt that ruched my middle thigh and heading out to join Robert.

“I don't know how to start. How I can found the truth.” Robert blow softly as I cleaned the breakfast plate.