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I sniff. “I—Mary. I’m pregnant!” I burst out sobbing.
She sighs heavily, looking at me.
“I knew your nipples looked huge.”
“What do I do?” I gasp as she leads me to bed.
She inhales sharply and wipes my tears with her fingers.
“Now listen, child, there is always a choice. Do you want to have this baby?”
Fresh waves of emotion hit my body, and I begin to sob again.
“I—I have no idea; I am—I am so confused,” I cry.
“Shh,” she says, wiping my tears. “That’s okay. You don’t have to make any decisions hastily. How far along are you?”
“The doctor says three weeks.”
She nods. “That’s perfect. You have a few more weeks to decide what you want.”
I shake my head as the tears drop. “I don’t want to have a baby like this, Mary. I want my mother—I want my sister. I don’t want to be locked up in this room, in this house.”
She pulls me into her arms, and I cling to her, weeping.
“I know that I am not your mother—but as long as I am here, you’re not doing this alone.”
Her words make my sobs grow more violent as I cling to her. She soothes me by running her fingers through my hair. When I finally quiet down, she fetches me some tissues, and I try to pat my eyes dry.
“Meanwhile, we have to keep you healthy. I’ll make arrangements for some supplements to be sent here. You’re far too thin.”
I sniffle and look at my slender limbs. I’ve been so scared and stressed that I’ve barely been eating. I thought my nausea was due to being worried and scared. Now that I know I’ve been starving my baby, I feel terrible.
“Don’t worry,” she adds when she sees the look on my face. “I’ll be discreet.”
She is about to say something else, when there is a sharp knock on the door. She and I exchange glances. I nod, and she walks to the door, opening it.
“The boss wants you now,” the guard at the door says.
Mary and I exchange glances again.
“He wants me to come with you,” the guard adds.
I walk behind the guard to his study with my heart beating heavily. Did the doctor decide to tell him after all? A shiver runs down my spine, thinking of it. Would he make me keep the baby? Or would he force me to get rid of it?
The guard stops and motions me to go in.
“There you are,” Antonio says as soon as I walk in. He strides over to me and hugs me tightly.
“How do you feel?” he asks.
I close my eyes and force my mouth to work. “I—I am fine.”
He smiles tensely. “I am happy about that—here, sit,” he says.
He helps me to chair, and he helps me settle in. “Why am I here?” I ask.
He inhales deeply and lowers himself in front of me.
