Chapter 81

Scarlett’s POV Eleanor and I headed to the Obstetric Clinic, room #12. Doctor Brook, a man in his fifties, glanced at me across the table before looking down at the test report in his hand. “Ultrasound looks good. Nineteen weeks today, right? All the baby’s development markers are spot on. But your blood report shows mild anemia, and your blood pressure is a bit low. Honestly, that’s pretty normal for slim women during pregnancy. I won’t prescribe any meds yet—just adjust your diet. Eat more organ meats. It’s all listed on the sheet. Take it with you.” “Thanks.” Eleanor reached out and took the meal suggestion sheet, then asked, “Doctor Brook, my sister was feeling nauseous last night—kept gagging, but nothing really came out. She’s also pretty out of it today. Is there anything that can help?” He adjusted his glasses and turned to me. “Mind opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue for a second?” I did as told. “Doesn’t look bad,” he said, jotting notes into my file. “Your tongu