Before either of the men could say anything, Amelia returned. Her blood chilled in her veins when she noticed Matteo and Aiden standing at the counter, the pharmacist looking helplessly back and forth between them. When she locked eyes with Amelia, it looked as though she had spotted her saving grace.
"Miss!" she said, relieved.
The pharmacist passed the medication directly to Amelia, repeating everything she had told Matteo just now but at a speed three times faster than before. Once she was done, she all but scuttled away, mumbling about how she needed to tend to other patients.
"Amelia…" Matteo started, but she paid him no mind.
Instead, Amelia stared at the prescribed medication in her hands. Right at the bottom of the deck were the pamphlets for first-time mothers on how to deal with their pregnancies, and those particular pieces of paper seemed to weigh like a truck on her hands.
