Chapter 15 Reflections

(Sybil’s POV)

I started feeling nauseous after leaving the dining room, so I ran straight to the bathroom. I dry heaved for a few minutes, then rinsed my mouth and splashed cold water on my face. Afterwards, I stared at myself in the mirror, wondering why I felt so bad.

I knew that there was no way I could be pregnant. John and I were always careful, every single time.

Well, not the last time, I remembered. That was just a few days ago, though. I wouldn’t be experiencing symptoms this early.

He was away for a month before that. It could have happened before he left. I racked my brain, trying to remember the last time we had sex before his business trip. It was possible, I mused, especially if his mother had already started poking holes in the condoms.

When did the doctor start talking about a bone marrow transplant? I couldn’t remember, but I could find out. Maybe just slip the subject casually into a conversation with John’s parents. They didn’t really like me, but I knew that they