Previously known as Love Is Pain
Natasha is about to be pressured into marriage by her loving mother. She is getting married to a wealthy man. They sort of feel sorry for each other at the beginning but start to fall in love.
However with every col...
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I woke up to the sun blinding my eyes. I used my hand to shield my eyes. As my eyes focused I saw Tyler stretching with his hair all over the place. ''Good morning.'' He vocalised. Just as I was about to greet him back, a sudden wave of nausea washed over me. I jumped out of bed and rushed over to the bathroom. I bent over the toilet and puked all my food content from yesterday just as I felt my hair being pushed back. I flushed the toilet.
''You okay?'' His minty breath creased the bottom of my face as I turned around.
''This is disgusting. You shouldn't be here.'' I insisted embarrassed while turning around, not facing him.
He gently set one of his hands on my hand that placed on my lap and the other just under my chin, turned my head so that I faced him again. ''We're in this together.'' I flashed him a smile. I get up but then feel a dizzy and lightheaded and almost. Luckily Tyler grabbed my waist. ''Ash, are you sure that you are okay?'' He queried.
''Yes I just have a hangover.'' I answered, rubbing my head. ''How could you? You barely drank anything last night. I want you to go to the hospital. '' I groaned.
''Fine if it will give you peace of mind.''
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When I finish having a shower and brushing teeth. I went into my closet and look for a simple casual outfit. I settled for a plain white t-shirt, front tucked in, blue ripped jeans, white trainers accompanied by a green open botton down shirt.
I walked out of my closet with my hair out as I'm too tried to do anything with it.
''The doctor's name is Dr Robertson. Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?'' I nodded as I grabbed my phone off the drawer next to the bed. ''I'll text you on my way back.''
I walked through the house examining my surroundings that I have familiar with. I took the elevator down to the garage and saw James by the black range rover. ''Good morning Mrs Grant.'' He greeted me, so gentlemen like. I nodded and say, ''Good morning to you too James. And its Natasha.''
''Okay Mrs Natasha.'' I sighed knowing that was the best I was the best I'm going to get.
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We have finally reached there. I never really liked hospitals, clinics or G.Ps. It's some about the atmosphere that just doesn't sit right with me.
I took a big breath in and stepped out the car. In all honesty, my anxiety was at an all time high, what if they told me I have some deadly disease and that I was going to die. I would hate to leave my mom all alone.
''Good morning. I have an appointment with Dr Robertson.'' I notified her.
''Ah yes, Ms Vanvet. Down the corridor room, on the right.'' She responded with a big toothy smile. I nodded at her, ''Thank you.''
