Pregnant and abandoned.

Sidonie’s POV

A loud beeping sound filled my ears as I slowly became aware of my surroundings. I groaned at the annoying sound, shaking my head to get it out. There was a low murmur and then I felt someone touch my head.

I hissed at the pain and my eyes flew open, ready to fight whoever it was.

A man was wearing a white coat, looming above me. The pair of stethoscopes hanging around his neck made me calm down. Behind him was a nurse holding a metal tray and some cotton wool.

Pain drifted down my temple again and I directed my attention back to the doctor. What the hell was he doing?

Scratch that, what was I doing here?

Last I recalled, I was on the bridge. My body didn’t feel wet, so I doubted I had jumped into the river.

So how exactly had I gotten here?

“Oh good, you’re awake.” He said with a smile and stepped back. “We’d been worried you had suffered a fatal blow. But your head seems fine. Only a bruise and that should heal in a day or two.”

I frowned at him and tried to sit up. He grabbed my arms and propped me against the bed headboard.

“Thank you,” I murmured hoarsely. “What happened? How did I get here?”

“A group of people rushed you in.” The nurse replied, walking to a bin in the wardroom to throw the cotton wool. She sounded unimpressed. “They saw you faint on the bridge and brought you here.”

that I would

Yet I had fainted.

it been because of Carlyle? Maybe the

I croaked.

hours ago.” The

swung my legs

was just a bruise on my head. It

asked, unsure of what exactly was

exchanged glances, and I felt dread fill my stomach. Why were they acting strange? Was something wrong with me? Did they know I had

there a problem?!” I asked, getting alarmed

doctor cleared his throat and spoke up.

stared at him blankly, then as his words dawned

sounding rather proud of

was I pregnant?

I could not

“I can’t

softened and she came to my side, covering my hand with hers. “Breathe, okay? It’s not the end of

my world. It meant I had to

would be so disappointed

with his child, there would be no escaping the betrothal. He would demand a

to find a way to disappear off to a place he would never find me. I didn’t want

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