It's been 10 minutes, they are stuck in the elevator that is stuck. Harry had already contacted the security of the building but of course, everything needed a process, it didn't immediately return to normal in a matter of seconds.
"Oh, how is this," Louisa complained.
"Don't worry honey, I already called them. Would you like to sit down?"
Harry offered and Louisa shook her head quickly, anxiously, pacing to and fro, panicking. She started to feel stuffy, the smell in the elevator made her sick. Louisa covered her nose with her hand.
Grateful the smell of flowers and apples that she ate while in the garden stuck to her hands. Louisa leaned against the elevator wall, her eyes starting to water. Nausea that was churning in her stomach brought a heartbreaking feeling to her.
She wanted to give up, every time the odd feeling of being pregnant was born. What's more, she didn't bring any medicine! 'Shit, it's Harry's fault!' she cursed in her heart.
