Chapter 60

CRYSTAL POV

The rest of the day crawled by with me casting a black cloud over the whole house with my sappy face stained with tears and snot piled up in my nose. But no words could possibly describe the heaviness in my chest and the painful heaving of air as it wanted out of me. The only thought I dreaded before my next breath was being with Duncan in the same room, that’s why I found ways to keep myself busy and occupied whenever he stepped into the room.

I was scared.

Of many things, but one thing that reminded me of the porcelain was the idea of my tummy being filled with something. I wanted to believe it was just nerves playing tricks on me. After all, anybody in my position would either be in ER after fainting from shock and pain or simply dead.

I succumbed to oblivion that the heavy fist of nausea was just a natural reaction against shock and pain and that with time, it would all go soon.

But when Duncan prepared mac’ n’ cheese for me -my die-for dish that always had my moth