Rough Water by Melissa Pearl

Author:Melissa Pearl
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, New Adult
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Sarah

The restaurant felt cluttered and nauseating. The smell of rich Italian meat sauce was churning my stomach, making me want to run to the toilet and throw up. Reaching for my water glass, I downed the clear liquid then patted my mouth with the cloth napkin.

Maria rotated her fork in her spaghetti, using her spoon to make a neat mound that would fit into her mouth. My nose crinkled as I watched her suck up a loose strand then start munching.

“You not hungry?” Libby touched my arm.

Her cold fingers made me flinch. I gazed down at my half-eaten lasagna and shook my head.

“Well, at least have some wine.” She lifted the bottle and went to pour me some, but I smacked my hand over my glass before she could.

“No, thanks,” I clipped.

“You’re not drinking either?” Maria’s pale eyebrows made a sharp V. “What is up with you today?”

“I just don’t feel like drinking.” I shrugged. “I have a busy day at work and…”

I never want to touch alcohol again, because it makes you forget and do stupid things that ruin your life.

“Oh, no way.” Maria’s fork clattered into her bolognese bowl. “I told you to wait.”

“What are you talking about?” Libby frowned at her.

I stared at the empty chair in front of me, so grateful my mother was away in Bora Bora. I didn’t want her witnessing my demise. I knew exactly what Maria was getting at, and I didn’t know if I had the power to refute her. Because I still didn’t know if I was pregnant or not.

“Sparky’s pregnant.” Maria announced it like a fact, while I shuddered in my seat.

“No, I’m not.” My argument sounded so lame and pathetic.

Libby’s eyes narrowed in on my face.

I hated these damn monthly lunches. I needed to figure a way out of them.

“You’re kind of acting like you might be pregnant.” Libby’s voice was soft and genteel.

I met her sweet tone with a sharp snap. “Or my period might be brewing.”

Slapping the napkin down on top of my cutlery, I huffed and crossed my arms.

“Something’s brewing,” Maria muttered, bulging her eyes and slurping up another noodle.

Libby snickered. Glancing at Mom’s empty spot, she no doubt wished our matriarch were there. I scowled at her then shot a glare at Maria when she asked, “So, come on then. Spill.”

“I don’t have anything to spill.” I flicked my hands in the air. “Why can’t I just be having a really shitty day?”

Libby’s eyes popped wide, her head jolting back.

“You guys have them all the time, and I have to sit here listening to you bitch and moan about the trials of motherhood and trying to run a busy household. But no, I have to be perfect, right? The youngest. Apple of Daddy’s eye. The sweet little golden girl who never does anything wrong. I’m not allowed to get a little pissy when things don’t go my way?”

“Sweetie.” Libby reached for me again, but I tucked my arm beneath the table before she could touch me.

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