You were on that time of the month, experiencing heavy cramps that made you want to curl up and never come back. Worse still, you were on vacation with three of your friends.

You refused to go to dinner because you couldn’t even get up, and no one really questioned it. That was until you heard two knocks on the door. The next thing you saw was Simon, the man who often found you a brat and annoying, entering and placing a soup bowl on the small coffee table.

“Eat this. It’ll help with your…” he trailed off, signaling with his head towards your lower belly.