"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever," Orion muttered with a scoff. "I'm not eating. I and the baby might as well die of hunger if you're going to keep us trapped in this mansion of yours. So will you just let me leave? And if you're worried I'll try killing myself again, don't be....I won't. I just need to breathe, Louise. To think. I can't even hear myself think with everyone constantly hovering around me."
Oh not again. Can't he just go a minute without being stubborn? Louise screamed internally with a heavy sigh. This is just the first month of pregnancy. How am I supposed to cope during the following eight month?!
"If you need fresh air," Louise finally said patiently, "you can walk around the mansion. It's good for you and for the baby. Movement helps circulation."
