She slumped beside the toilet bowl as she flushed the toilet. She turned melancholic as she listened to the flushing sounds.
Her symptoms were exactly like what she had experienced years ago. At that time, she had thrown up everything she ate.
She experienced such agony, but it filled her heart with anticipation and excitement. She was looking forward to bringing up her child alone.
'Ding dong.'
The doorbell rang again. After rinsing her mouth, Xuxu left the bathroom. She didn't speak and instead, wrenched the door open.
No one was in sight. When she glanced to the floor, there was a huge bag of fruits.
She didn't immediately shut the door this time around, and instead, she leaned against the door frame as she entered a daze with her focus set on the fruits. After a while, she retreated into her house and closed the door.
