Amy woke up the next day, feeling tired. Her stomach grumbled. The girl had slept through the evening and now woke up so early in the morning. Her eyes fell on a brown envelope sticking out of her handbag resting on her nightstand. It contained her pregnancy results and her baby's picture.
Baby. How could she neglect her body? It wasn't just her now, she sighed and got up. She first showered and threw on comfortable clothes. As she walked out to the kitchen, she spotted her cactus that she had neglected the whole of yesterday. She made sure to water it before walking to the kitchen.
She opened the fridge to analyze what she had. It had been a while since she last made her own breakfast. Stella had been feeding her this whole time. The sound of her phone ringing snapped her out of her reverie.
"Hey Stella", she answered.
"Oh good. I was not sure if you're awake. I'm making breakfast, what would you like to eat?"
