Feels Strange

MIRANDA

“Wake up, Miranda.”

“Miranda! Miranda!! Wake up.”

I heard a voice call out my name in a sharp tone.

The voice came repeatedly in my ears as I struggled to blink my eyes and eventually keep my eyes open.

I woke up to the face of Antonio staring at me. His hands were placed on his chin and his face looked pale.

“For a strong man that I am, I have to say this you are beginning to scare me.”

“For how long will you keep having blackouts? Is this because of the pregnancy?” Antonio asked.

I lay there in silence clueless of what to say to Antonio.

I was having a migraine. It wasn’t just that. I couldn’t feel my legs. Even my hands became heavy to lift at the time.

Antonio’s gaze got me scared.

I looked away and around trying to catch a glimpse of where I was.

The last thing I remember was me sending that lady attendant out of the room stylishly and avoiding her annoying questions and unnecessary gestures.

Then I remember Paulo.

His name rang in my head as I recall trying to ignore his