The bathroom door slammed shut, and moments later, the unmistakable sound of Briony retching echoed from within.

Whatever breakfast she'd managed that morning ended up in the toilet. Only after emptying her stomach did she finally start to feel a little better.

Even with the door closed, the intensity of her nausea was apparent. The sound carried into the hallway.

Irwin frowned and looked up at Stewart. "Dad, why is Mom throwing up so much? Is she sick?"

Stewart's eyes darkened. He reached out and gently ruffled Irwin's hair. "She's probably just been a little too busy and overtired these past few days."

Irwin's face scrunched in concern. "Does that mean Mom won't be able to visit me as much?"

"That's something you can ask her yourself," Stewart replied.

Irwin sighed, clearly dissatisfied. He muttered, "She never used to be this busy.

It's like, ever since my mom came back, she's always got so much to do..."

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Briony emerged, looking a little pale but composed.

Irwin

Irwin called, his small face etched

felt much better now that the nausea had passed, though she was

her closely, his dark

a brief flicker of guilt before she steadied

her lips together and answered, trying her best to sound

concern for her, so Briony didn't believe for a second that he was genuinely worried. She just hoped

only he hadn't brought it up. The more Stewart questioned her, the more anxious

before, after all. Considering how much he doted on Rosita during her pregnancy, he must've learned

thinking, but she decided not to risk saying something wrong. Instead,

and walked over to the bed, brushing her hand gently over Irwin's cheek. "I'm alright, sweetheart. I just ate something bad the last couple of days. I'll

merely raised an eyebrow, but didn't

of rest, okay?" Irwin squeezed her hand. "Even though I wish you could come see me every day, you

swelled with emotion. Maybe

whom she'd cherished for five years,

to rest up." Briony was already feeling guilty, knowing she

"But I'll bring you back a present for the holidays.

furrowed. He gazed up at her with wide, anxious eyes. "A business trip? How long will you be

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