Chapter 124 – Lucy (Ben)
Lucy’s Point of view.
No matter what I do, or how much I attempt to regulate my breathing, I cannot stop my body from shaking. My stomach churns, and I can only hope that I am not sick again. The pounding of my heart echoes in my ears, as any slight noise makes me nearly jump out of my skin.
I place a protective, shaky hand over my stomach, gently rubbing it, almost as if I am comforting Ben and my unborn child. Stress is not good for me, or our baby, and I know I need to calm myself down. But that is easier said than done. Because trust me, I have tried, and so far I am failing spectacularly.
I take a sip of the hot tea Joanne has made, hoping the soothing liquid helps calm my mind. After all, there is nothing quite like a cup of good old English tea to bri
