Half an hour later, Cristi stopped the car in the back courtyard of the villa owned by his family. He got out and walked around the car to Maya's door.
Not wanting to wake her, he picked her up bridal style and carried her through the house to his bedroom, laying her down on the bed and then covering her with a soft blanket. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen to prepare a mug of tea for when she would wake up. He was just pouring the hot water into the mug when the front door opened.
Bogdan let Diana enter the kitchen first, then he followed inside, closing the door behind him. An awkward moment followed, when no one said anything; they just stared at one another. When the silence became weird, Cristi broke it.
-Look who we have here. How was your day, lovebirds?
Diana opened her mouth to say something, but closed it again when Bogdan spoke to his brother.
-Don't be sarcastic, it doesn't suit you.
-You don't get to decide what suits me and what doesn't.
-You know very well where we were.
-Yes, that's true. What did the doctor say?
-Everything is fine. With both the baby and Diana. Let's hope nothing changes. Did you take care of what I asked you?
-Yes, I took the file out, but I left it in the car. Do you need it urgently?
-No, it's not useful to me right now. But keep it, the documents are originals. Diana, I'll walk you to my room. I think a nap would do you good.
-You're right. I'm exhausted.
Cristi carefully scanned her from head to toe. The pregnancy wasn't visible yet, but she had lost a lot of weight. In the privacy of his thoughts, he worried about Diana's health. He hoped the baby's development wouldn't be affected by the mother's frail figure, nor her own health by carrying the child.
-By the way, Cristi.
His brother shot him a glance as he headed toward the inner staircase behind Diana.
-Hm?
-Since when do you drink tea?
-Who was being sarcastic?