The third point of view :
"Judy, you can put me down. I have both feet to walk," Emily ordered as the man carried her from the car to the house. Ever since the news of her pregnancy came up, the man has been treating her as if she was a fragile glass.
To be honest, Emily was grateful for this wedding, it gave her a chance to get away from his monitoring eyes since he couldn't join the bride's train, though he found ways of inserting himself when an opportunity arises.
She understood the reason for his vigilance and what this baby meant to him, but she was a human who needed space too, his overprotectiveness was suffocating her. She had managed to escape from her late father, Adam, and wasn't enthusiastic to live in another tailor-made cocooned world.
"No, you need all the rest you can especially after the stress you put yourself today," He added when he saw the deep crease on her face, "Doctor's words, not mine,"
