Lost Me Gained Regret

I don't always want to be the worrywart. So I said, "Okay, I got it."

Bella spoke gently on the phone, "Alright, get some rest soon. A pregnant woman shouldn't be up too late."

"You too," I responded.

As I hung up and set down my phone, there was the sound of the door opening. I quickly made my way to the entrance, where Christine and Ramona exchanged glances. Ramona said, "Come with me, let's check on my garden flowers."

Christine was cooperative, "Sure thing."

Of course, the person returning was Gregory Ford.

I opened my arms to hug him, but he stopped me, holding my shoulders, "I'm dirty, I need a shower first."

That didn't sound right.

Even now, with a child on the way and my heightened caution about bacteria, his level of dirt seemed excessive for just running errands and not rolling in dirt at a construction site.

Just as I was about to inquire further, a small black vial caught my eye.

"Antidote?!" My eyes brightened.

"Mm-hmm," he replied, raising his eyebrows coyly, almost boastfully, "Am I impressive or what?"

He was trying to appear nonchalant, but my heart tightened in an instant. I didn't reach for the antidote immediately but instead began examining him for injuries, lifting his clothes.

It was when I discovered the blood on his arm that he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

can't put it

eyes immediately moistened. "You're not taking

I was about to cry, Gregory instinctively reached to tousle my hair, trying to

was not right. I firmly grasped his hand to check it; several trails of dried blood were visible, ghastly

one who promised you

ineffectively rationalizing, finally resignedly admitting with a helpless gesture,

and headed towards

on time? What's this

first aid kit, giving him a stern

Gregory obediently sat down.

demanded, spreading

his injured

brighter living room lights, saw not just

numerous wooden splinters

embedded deeply.

the sight of his

if it eases your spirit, don't spare a

sparing thought? It's just that my foot

foot hurting,

heard him, first washing off the

reached for a bandage

bandage, silently looking

"Alright,

his hand