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.

you can't put it out,"

immediately moistened. "You're not taking this seriously,

trying to comfort

right. I firmly grasped his hand to check it; several trails of dried blood were visible,

one who promised you wouldn't get

a learned man outmatched in a skirmish, ineffectively rationalizing, finally resignedly admitting with a helpless gesture, "I

turned silently and headed towards the living

we'd communicate everything on time?

the first aid kit, giving

Gregory obediently sat down.

spreading out

placed his injured

Under the brighter living room lights,

numerous wooden splinters

embedded deeply.

kick him; however, the sight of his

kick if it

It's just that my foot

your foot hurting,

him, first washing off the dried blood, then carefully removed the

disinfectant, I reached for a bandage when Gregory spoke up, obstructing, "No

the bandage, silently looking

capitulated, "Alright,

surrendered his