Alisha.“Sit down and have some lunch dear,” Simon gently said to me. I sighed, for what felt like the hundredth time since this morning, and obeyed silently.Unlike what I expected he had not, even once, regarded me with pity or judgement in his eyes since last night. Since that news…I picked at the salad he had painstakingly made for me, and tried to eat a little.It was hard to deny the anxiety I felt within me.Just the thought of carrying a child, this child I had within me… it filled me with dread and made my heart pound so loudly I could barely hear my own thoughts.“Are you feeling sick again? I can prescribe something for you to take,” Simon asked and I shook my head.“I just don’t feel much like eating I guess,” I mumbled under my breath. He nodded, staring thoughtfully at me.“Do you feel anxious? Or is it something else?”I didn’t answer. But somehow he seemed to read my mind.I had no idea what to do now that I was pregnant.I can’t even take care of myself, much less a
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