My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF



Chapter 0485

Nina

The sterile smell of antiseptic solution filled the air. The hospital lights overhead were blinding, casting everything with a whitish glow.

As I lay there on the hospital bed, shivering in that awful, open-back gown with an IV poking out of my arm, I couldn't shake off the sense of dread that had overcome me since the moment I set foot in this place.

Finally, a young doctor walked in. Her white was coat pristine, and there was a clipboard in her hand. She looked like she hadn't slept in days, but her eyes were filled with sincere compassion.

*First and foremost," she began, her eyes flitting up to me from her clipboard. "Mrs. Rivers, the tests came back positive. You're pregnant."

I felt time stop for a beat. "Pregnant?" I blurted out. "But I took pregnancy tests-"

*False negatives are not uncommon," she interrupted, shooting me an empathetic glance.

There was a heavy pause in the room. Pregnant... All at once, I felt angry, sad, baffled, and so, so alone without Enzo by my side. I felt as though my body had lied to me, thrown me for a loop, and taken me on this gut-wrenching journey without my consent.

"But," she continued, "that's not all. More conclusive tests may be necessary, but I suspect that your pain might be from endometriosis. Have you been diagnosed before, or had any issues with your menstrual cycle?"

furrowed my brow and shook my head. I knew a lot about endometriosis from my classes, but I never thought I had it. But then again, now that

bad when I was younger, so I've been on birth control pretty much since I started

is exacerbating your symptoms. It's no wonder you're

does this mean?" I asked, feeling my palms begin to sweat from

in the first trimester. Your chances of miscarrying will be naturally higher, especially right now due to your extreme symptoms. I'd like you to stay the

alone again, trapped in the maze of my thoughts.

wanted to talk to Enzo, to hear his voice, to find solace in his strength, but

on how you looked at it. And as my eyes drifted to the clock, I realized it was nearing 4 AM. The perfect time for world-shattering revelations. The night dragged on endlessly. Each tick of the clock on the wall seemed to echo in the dimly lit hospital room, a constant reminder of the gravity of my situation. Nurses came in and out, administering medication, asking if I

rays of moming sun began to filter through the window. "We've managed to manage the pain with

in

as I changed back into my sweatpants and hoodie, suddenly feeling surprisingly awake for someone who had slept all

finally stepped outside, the early morning air was refreshingly chilly, a crisp contrast to the stifling atmosphere inside the

parked haphazardly in the lot, a visual testament to last night's chaos. In fact, I remembered that I had been so out of it that

of medication on the passenger seat, the rattling of the pills somehow keeping me grounded amidst the storm of emotions whirling

over the call button as a whole host of conflicting emotions wrestled

what felt like an eternity, only to abruptly cut off and be replaced by Enzo's

eyes, an emotional reaction I didn't want but couldn't quell either. His voice, even just a recording of

voice trembling despite my attempts to steady it. "I'm..." My voice trailed off for a moment as though my tongue refused to utter what I should have said: the truth. But for some reason, I