She took a deep breath and let it out slowly when he told her it would help ease the pain. "Yes, of course. It's just unexpected. A hot shower will be very nice," she agreed with a nod and a small smile.
Verity appreciated the chatting, it was helping to give her something to focus on as the pain in her throat and chest grew. Her panic was rising too much for her comfort in the situation.
"I don't think I'm ready to be a single mother," she confessed quietly. She didn't know why she was saying this- maybe because she felt she could trust him, not that he could help her with that.
"Has there been any-" she stopped as the carriage slowed and she looked out the window and nearly laughed. She never thought she'd be so glad to see O'Shea Manor. "We're here..."