"Are you.... mad at me?" Amy asked with caution as she slowly settled back onto the stool.
Stella sighed when she saw the nervousness of the young woman. Her bed had been adjusted so she was half sitting even in her lying down position. She took hold of Amy's hand and caressed it with her thumb.
"I'm not mad at you dear. I'm just... This is the time you should be worried about the little one in your stomach, she will be here soon, there's a lot you have to prepare for. I'm grateful that you helped with the surgery, but this room", Stella looked around and then sighed. "A normal room would have been fine. You should be saving up. Raising a child is not that easy. Babies grow quickly and so do the expenses."
Amy sighed in relief before she gave a soft smile. "I understand what you mean and don't worry about the baby. Everything is fine Stella."
"No, I'll pay you back, just give me so-"
