Emerson looked down at the woman in his arms, her face had turned pale even though she had blush on and sweat was dripping down the side of her face and neck. He leaned over worriedly and asked again, "Are you OK?"
Avaleigh gripped onto her stomach and whispered with embarrassment, "The bathroom...carry me to the bathroom please..."
Emerson immediately nodded his head and ran straight for the private bathroom inside Macaron's change room. There was no one inside at that moment, so he gently placed Avaleigh down, made sure she could stand on her own, and quickly stepped back outside.
"Call me if you need anything," he said as he closed the door to the bathroom.
He then ran over to lock the door on the change room as well, in case anyone walked in. He knew this may be a little embarrassing for Avaleigh and he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.
A short while later, there was a knock on the door.
