A blessing in disguise

Thirty

Zach and I were in LA when we woke up the next morning. When were the only two left on the bus, expect the driver. It took us an hour or so to pack our things. The cleaning crew would come and clean out the rest of the bus for us. Zach rented a car for us to drive to the studio apartment so I can pack up my things and give the keys back to Cameron. Speaking of Cameron, I would why he wasn't on the bus last night?

"You ok babe?" Zach said while grabbing hold of my hand.

"Just fine." I answered with a slight smile.

He smiled and turned his head back towards the road.

Truth is, I'm not ok. I'm not feeling well, it was something that suddenly came over me this morning. I brushed it off and hopefully it will go away soon. I didn't want Zach to know I wasn't feeling well, he would over react and insist I sleep all day. I would feel guilty, letting him clean up an apartment he never even lived in.

The rest of the day was rocky. We tried to pack the apartment, but I kept falling over and dropping boxes. I kept feeling weak and light headed. Zach called it quits for the day and told me to relax. I refused to relax while he continued working, so he stopped as well. We sat on the floor in the living room with our backs pressed up against the sofa. We were house shopping on our laptop.

"Oh, I love this one!" I said while enlarge the picture.

I looked at the price tag and cringed. Zach assured me that we'll be able to afford a good sized house and not to worry so much about the price tag. Since Zach and I's engagement he decided that we'll need our own house it we were going to raise a family. This idea filled my stomach with butterflies, Zach and I buy a home for our family.

We were in the middle of looking at a two-story single family home when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Grace, I'm sorry please forgive me. I don't know what went wrong and I..."

"Woah, Mrs.Porter slow down and tell me what's wrong?." My heart was pounding.

"John is in the hospital." I dropped the phone, my heart stopped.