Eliza found herself mulling over the possibility that she might soon get those divorce papers from Casper. The thought lifted her spirits a bit.

Feeling somewhat buoyed, Eliza headed down to the basement storage. Despite it being early winter, she dusted off her old mountain bike, itching to take it out for a spin. Marian, ever cautious, voiced her concerns. "Ma'am, Mr. Casper will be home soon. Aren't you on your period? Maybe you should ride another day."

"I'll just be out for a short ride," Eliza insisted, her longing to ride outweighing her better judgment.

Her mood brightened, but her body paid the price. Riding during her period and taking in all that cold air wasn't a great mix. By the time she got back, she felt awful. Marian, always the caretaker, handed her a heating pad and brewed some hot ginger tea with brown sugar.

When Casper arrived, Eliza was already dozing off. "Where's my wife?" he asked.

"Ma'am has a stomachache and went to bed," Marian answered honestly.

"What's causing her stomachache?"

"She's on her period and caught a chill," Marian said softly, fearing she might be blamed.

Casper didn't say much, but the room was cozily warm thanks to the high setting of the air conditioning. He walked over, gently touched Eliza's forehead, and woke her up.

Seeing her eyes flutter open, his expression softened. "Not feeling well?" His voice was so gentle it almost seemed unreal.

didn't reply; she just

covers with her, and pulling her close. His warm hand gently rested on her lower abdomen. "Your stomach's so cold." "It always

time, stay inside during

"It doesn't come often."

been irregular for a long time. They had only recently become somewhat regular

fell silent for a

"Casper," she spoke softly.

responded with

give

lifted slowly, and his face

could finish, Casper's phone

Nova's fever hasn't gone down

wasn't loud, but

why she hadn't seen Nov@lately. Did Nova have

got out of bed and started dressing, Eliza grabbed

"No."

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