"Hah hah hah"
Amy woke up gasping, she hurriedly looked at her cell phone while holding her head, "OH GOD! It's only 4 in the morning."
She looked around her room with her heart throbbing like she was missing something like something was going to go wrong, then she glanced over to a side table and held a photo frame of her parents and started talking to the picture,"It's been two years Mom and Dad but I still can't move on, I still think there's something more behind your accident but I can't pinpoint it. Charl said it's just an accident and I am overthinking, but I have this feeling deep inside that's not going away."
She took a deep breath and started again with a trembling voice, "What should I do? Who should I ask for help? Hell! I don't even know who to trust."
She looked at the picture and said, "You guys were always there for me whenever I got myself in trouble."
She sighed, "I can't even ask Charl for help or she might get depressed," She held her breath for a few seconds then hushly said, "Charl is expecting, she is 7 weeks pregnant; You know a high time for miscarriages" She sighed again. She looked at the frame for a while then put it down, ready to get down for breakfast before going to work. She looked at the time it was almost 6 and realized she was sitting on a bed for about 2 hours, she shook her head and went to the bathroom to refresh.
After climbing the stairs, she found the kitchen lights were already on. Well, she was not surprised as her sister is temporarily living with her because her sister's husband is mostly abroad so since she got pregnant he left Charl with Amy; to keep an eye on his wife.
Charl was facing Amy with her back, so she asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning Charl? Are you hungry? Should I make you something?"
As Amy walked towards her, Charl was holding a huge box of chocolate which was already half eaten by her with her mouth smeared with it. She answered with her mouth full of chocolate, "It's not me...It's the baby!".