Because she was feeling distinctly unwell and lightheaded, they decided to forgo any further afternoon plans and return directly to Peachwood Pavilion immediately following their lunch.
Travis was visibly consumed with worry, his hands tightening on the steering wheel as he cast frequent, anxious glances toward the passenger seat. However, Jillyanna firmly refused his repeated offers to take her to the nearest Medical Center. She was thoroughly exhausted, her body burdened by the early stages of her pregnancy, and the absolute last thing she wanted was to spend hours sitting in a sterile, chaotic hospital waiting room while doctors ran endless unnecessary tests.
