“You don’t need to see this.” She says in between pants.
“Yeah, I do. We are in this together right and soon enough it will be for better for worse, sickness and in health. So I’m staying. It’s ok baby.” I say as she heaves again and I keep rubbing her back in soothing movements.
After a while, she stops and I reach for a glass of water and hand it to her, telling her to sip it. She does as I grab one of the new sealed toothbrushes and rip the packaging open and load the bristles with toothpaste and hand it to her as she stands and I guide her to the sink as I wipe the toilet down and flush it.
“Feel better?” I ask her as she spit the toothpaste.
“Yeah. The smell of blood set me off. Sorry Roman.” She says, looking embarrassed, and I chuckle at her.
“It’s ok. I remember when Lia was p
