Sophia lay on her bed. She was confused about what to do. Mike dropped her and helped her walk into the house. He made sure she went to bed and left. "Stay," she said to him.
"No, I will go now," he refused and left.
Sophia could not sleep. She understood what the vomit meant. "Maybe this time it's too late to do it, or I let it be..." she said. "What am I even doing with my life?" She wondered. She felt tears streaming down her face. "He is married, I never knew, I got engaged, I didn't tell him, but we want each other, and now, once again," she slowly touched her belly. "What should I do?" She let the tears wet her pillows. She had no idea when she fell asleep but she did. She was tired and she wanted to do nothing for the coming days.
