Chapter 4

By the time I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. Right beside me was the face of a woman.

"Mindy! You're awake! Goodness me, I was scared as hell earlier!"

The lady was Celia Janssen, the next-door neighbor.

She soothed herself and said, "I heard an argument at your house last night. I was worried about you, so I went over to check if things were alright. When I entered, I saw you unconscious on the ground."

"Thank you for bringing me to the hospital, Celia."

"Don't mention it, Mindy. You mustn't get yourself worked up now that you're pregnant. The doctor explained that you were experiencing some signs of a potential miscarriage. You need to be more mindful of this!"

I was speechless when I heard that.

Jake and I used protection, so it made no sense that I could get pregnant. But last month, Jake came home drunk, and I had been drinking a little too. I forgot to take a morning-after pill the next day and I got his child. Despite his reluctance to have a child because he thought I