All Chapters of Too Young To Want Him: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The time did not heal all at once, but it was on its way, and with it, little changes started occurring. Weeks squandered into days, months crept into weeks. The visits to the hospital went on, checkups were not called off, the panic surrounding the pregnancy of Ava was not going to end, yet another thing was silently multiplying in the background.Consistency.Marcus never left.He was always there.Not loud. Not forceful. Just a present.One morning, Ava was sitting in the hospital room when a nurse was adjusting the monitor next to her. She was we

The days that followed the warning of the doctor were heavier than ever before because there was a certain sense of silent fear that neither Ava nor Marcus could escape. The air between them was different now, not far away as before, but cautious, delicate, as though they were both attempting not to disturb something that was only beginning to heal.Marcus remained near, yet remained distant in a manner that did not give the impression that he was encroaching on her space. He never grabbed her unless she was in need of support, and he did not force any conversation that she was not ready to have. Nevertheless, he was always there, always present, always constant as though she could rest against without being compelled.On this particular evening, Ava was sitting on the couch with her hand on her stomach and gazing at nothing in particular. There was no noise in the room, but the clock ticked softly.Marcus was standing by the kitchen, looking at her awhile before he spoke.“Have you e

The resulting hours were very long and heavy with silent terror and cautious actions as the doctors tried to stabilise Ava and postpone the labour. The emergency room was now an atmosphere of tension under control, where every sound of the machines was more noticeable than ever, and every little change caused everyone to be more attentive.Ava was lying on the hospital bed, and her face was pale and fatigued, and a nurse was changing the IV line attached to her arm. Marcus was standing right next to her, and his eyes were not leaving her face because he must have been terrified that he would look away and see something worse.Attempt to remain composed, said the doctor, checking the monitor. We have managed to hold things at least.

When Patricia entered the room, the atmosphere of the room was transformed, like the quietness that had been so painstakingly established in the last couple of days was broken at once. Ava stood motionlessly on the bed, her hands clenching on the edge of the blanket, and Marcus stood beside the door with a closed face.Patricia slowly turned her eyes about the room and then at last rested on Ava, and there was nothing in them but a keen, critical stare that made Ava feel as though the very bone of her back was scraping against the wall.“Here you have been hiding, then,” said Patricia coldly.Ava swallowed hard.

As soon as Patricia was out of sight, Ava was as though every bit of her heart was pulled out of her chest, abandoning behind it a void, a painful emptiness she was not quite sure how to fill. Her legs seemed to give way, and were she not supported by Marcus standing directly behind her, she could have fallen as she stood there on the floor.Easy, Marcus thought to himself, as he held her tenderly. Back we go to the house.This time, Ava made no protest, since all the strength she had collected to fight her mother was already exhausted, leaving her exhausted and broken. As Marcus led her to go back into the house, she leaned a little, and the steps were slow and clumsy, until she was back on the bed and sat down with caution.