Back in the small tea lounge, Thalia remained standing, supporting her belly with both arms- an unconscious reaction she had started exhibiting while Mrs Joy Wanky re-assessed her.
"I am guessing you are the reason that my son never told me about this whole situation-"
It was more of an observation than a question, so Thalia remained quiet and waited for what would come next.
"You are quite smart for a poor nobody. Do you want to trap my son with your baby? Not in this life and when I am alive." Mrs Wanky looked pensive a bit and then walked gracefully in her 4-inch heels back to her seat without providing a seat to the pregnant Thalia, but Thalia did not care much as she was always on her feet each day anyway between her part-time job and her lectures.
