His voice was stern. "Calm down."
Wet, sick and horrified, she wept and retched in turns until the nurse arrived. After one glance, the nurse called for reinforcements. Within minutes Carmen was surrounded by people cleaning up the mess she had made.
A deep voice interrupted them briefly as Alex inquired.
"What's going on here?"
"It's my fault," Gerald said. "I didn't realize she didn't know what happened to Ed."
The nurses chased them from the room so they would have room to work and then someone gave her a shot. It didn't take long for it to work and she began to feel better. She lay back on the clean bed, drained of strength. They probably wouldn't let her go home now.
A few minutes later Alex returned without Gerald. Carmen gazed up at Alex.
"I'm so sorry about Ed."
He avoided her eyes. "Get some rest. They want to keep you overnight, so Gerald is going to take me back home. I'll see you in the morning."
Without so much as a goodbye kiss, he left the room. She couldn't blame him for being upset with her. At home he would have Gerald and Felipa for support. Maybe he would feel different in the morning.