59: Pregnancy

Avery’s POV

Jamal received a phone call, but he refused to answer it instead he dialed another number. “Good afternoon Doc, I’m at the hospital. I wanted to confirm if you are around.” he said politely.

Straining to listen to his conversation with the doctor but the only thing I got to hear was, “Okay, Alright sir, we are on our way.”

Smiling at me, he reconfirmed, “Are you ready for this Ave? You know we can always leave. Then you can go on and live your life the way you want to.”

Sighing, I replied for the third time, “Jamal I'm ready I already gave you my word, and I'm not going back on it. Let's get this test done.”

He looked at me softly before leading the way, and we arrived at a sophisticated office on the third floor.

Thankfully there was an elevator so it helped with the fatigue I was already experiencing. Jamal knocked on the door once before turning the door knob.

A middle-aged man was sitting behind his PC with a cup of coffee on his table, immediately he saw Jamal,