GIVE HIM (book 2) | ✓

Pearl - yellow

I opened the door of the restaurant, my job, and was greeted by the delicious smell of every breakfast meal we have on our menu.

"Good morning," I greeted all of them and received multiple replies.

I hanged my purse and tied the apron loosely around my belly. I was feeling sick today. Too sick.

I wanted to vomit.

"Your face," Oliver rounded the counter to state at me. Look at me closer. "Is yellow."

I nodded, shifting my head. Turning right and left, I couldn't focus on him. Or anything.

"Pearl," his hands came to the sides of my arms, trying to balance me. He couldn't.

I could feel myself loosing balance.

"Stephanie!" His voice was supposedly high when he called her. "Take the keys and bring my car. I want it in in the entrance now!"

I took a deep breath in.

An exhale out.

I think it's time.

"Call Aven," I pleaded.

My water broke .

I know it's time.