“Rosalie, it isn‘t that bad!” Georgia laughed as I stared at the green goop that had been given for me to eat. “Do I have to eat that?” I replied, wide–eyed, as I let it drop from the spoon back into the bowl. I looked up at Vicky and Georgia, bewildered at the amusement they found in the situation. “Estrella said it‘s a protein pudding, and filled with nutrients—” “Yeah, so is real food,” I protested in a voice only I could hear. I put the bowl down and picked up the orange juice sitting on the tray. “Am I not allowed to have real food? Bacon, eggs, something.” Georgia burst into laughter again, shaking her head. “You‘d better listen, Vicky. Rosalie is the pregnant one, and she knows what her body wants.” It had been a few days since I had been locked down in my room, and I was going absolutely stir–crazy. I wasn‘t confined to my bed anymore, at least, but I was not tolerating the healthy menu that Estrella had me on. “Georgia, don‘t encourage her. You know what Estrella said,” Vicky replied, giving Georgia a serious look, before I cut her off. “Then could you please talk to Estrella?” I pleaded. “I don‘t know why, I just want bacon.” Knocking drew my attention away from the food matter towards the door to the main quarters. I turned to see Ethan standing there with one hand in his pocket. As I watched, his calm look turned to one of confusion. “Anything wrong?” He seemed confused as to the tension in the room due to the bac Ethan had been a man of his word. Multiple times a day, he would come and see me. A lot of the time, there wasn‘t a tremendous amount of conversation that happened, but he always made a point to visit. “Estrella is making Rosalie eat green goop, and she is pissed and wants bacon.” Georgia burst into laughter as she made her explanation. “It‘s funny.” “Georgia…” I muttered. Oh gosh, the least thing I wanted Ethan to worry about was my diet. Ethan‘s eyebrows shot up, and a surprised look crossed his face. “Oh, well, let‘s fix that.” He quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket and made a call, walking away from us as he did. I turned looking toward Vicky and Georgia in confusion, and both women shrugged their shoulders, having no idea what he was doing. Ethan walked back and turned to me. “There, it‘s been handled. Now, how are you feeling?” My hand instinctively went down to my stomach, and I smiled, looking at him. “I feel great, actually. No more nausea. I seem to be back to normal.copy right hot novel pub