I sat on the couch, staring at the calendar app on my phone, my heart slowly starting to pound in my chest. For a few months now, I hadn't really paid attention to my cycle. My periods were irregular; they always had been. I'd go months without one, then it would randomly show up, so I never thought much of it. But now, sitting here, everything suddenly clicked.
I haven't had my period in months.
I blinked, my fingers numb as I absentmindedly scrolled through past dates, trying to remember the last time I'd actually had one. A cold, creeping feeling began to settle in my stomach. The memories started flooding back in pieces, the night with Arec, the drinks, the laughter, the one thing I'd tried to forget.
The one night stand.
We hadn't used protection.
