115 - Constant nausea

After dinner, my nausea just wouldn’t go away. I was starting to get worried, especially considering I had noticed that my period was at least two weeks late.

I lied to Jaden, saying I was going to the hotel gym, but instead, I was sitting in the lobby at night, waiting for the pharmacy delivery I had ordered through the front desk.

Another shocking thing about Brazil: anything can be delivered to your home. Your food, packages, snacks, pharmacy items, even your groceries. This was a surprise to me, since that doesn’t exist in the pack. But Rio de Janeiro is also three times larger than our island, so...

The front desk clerk called me, discreetly handing over the small package. I thanked her and went back to our room, my heart racing. Inside the package were two pregnancy tests. I closed the door behind me, trying not to make any noise, and went to the bathroom.

I was so nervous; there were so many possibilities, so many ways this could turn out.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm d