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Chapter One-hundred and three

Sandra's POV:

I watched Pascal as he fussed around my house, quite honestly it was hilarious but my head and tummy did not appreciate the efforts put into laughing. It felt like a train ran over me. My stomach was hurting badly, I guess I would be going to the pharmacy or the ER in a minute.

I bent over in pain and soon felt Pascal's hand on my back. He was rubbing it in a soothing manner.

"Please let me take you to the hospital." Pascal was literally begging me to take care of me. I was stubborn, I liked to think I was an independent woman, but right now I would swallow my pride whole to make this pain and discomfort go away. I gave him a nod, before I could understand what was going on I was swept into his arms and he carried me out of the door.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I would be a damsel in distress, never would I have thought that I would meet this overly attentive version of Pascal. He was attentive alright but never acting on what he noticed. I remem
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