Breelia's POV
Ashley was going to get discharged today. It's been two weeks but she was much better now and she didn't have the bandage over her face anymore.
The scare was still visible but it would probably be gone in about a few more weeks.
Taking care of her kept me busy the whole time, so even though I already knew I was pregnant, I haven't had enough time to process the news, or even think of what it really meant.
"You should have brought a different clothe," she complained looking down at the clothes she was wearing which were just a sweatshirt and a sweatpants.
"Ley, can you please not complain?" I asked tiredly making her press her lips in a thin line.
"Fine," she scoffed making me shake my head, she was like some toddler hard to deal with.
