CHAPTER EIGHTY

I can't help but not doubt the fact that Nick is a part of me. He knows me really well and undoubtedly. He knows very well that I do not joke with my health, that's the main reason why I had to tell him that I indeed went to the hospital.

The thing bothering me the most now is the fact that I do not know what to tell Nick when I get home. Do I tell him that I have a fibroid? If I do, then I'll also have to tell him about my half damaged womb. Or do I tell him a lie? If I decide to tell him a lie, then what would be the lie?

All these questions were running through my mind and I had no answers to them. I am not one to keep secrets in a relationship, I already struggled to keep one because I couldn't afford to reveal my truth, given the situation at that time. So I decided not to tell Nick about my womb.

From the Hospital, I had to go to the grocery store to get a few groceries, since I had already lied to Nick about getting some groceries.

As soon as I got home, I realized that Nick