Chapter 11

POLLEN'S POV

“She hasn't had her menstrual cycle for the past two months and didn't even say a word to me. I had to find out from her younger sister." My mother sputtered to the doctor, who was massaging my stomach with the ultrasound transducer.

The doctor, a woman in her late 30s, only smiled as her eyes remained stuck to the screen in concentration.

“We suspected it might be some sort of infection causing a blockage, which of course can be embarrassing but—” Mother started again, and I had to interrupt.

"Mother,” I muttered between gritted teeth, and she listened temporarily.

“I don't understand why she would keep such a vital thing from me." She began again, and I had to struggle not to give an eye roll.

“What do you expect?” The doctor smiled warmly. “Kids will always be secretive, especially when they are all grown,” she said, and my mother nodded in affirmation.

The doctor paused for a while to have a proper look at the screen; she took the transducer off my belly and re