I woke up to find myself staring up at the ceiling above me as the bright light invaded my eyes. I blinked a couple of times before my sight fully adjusted. I was lying in bed. Am I in the hospital again? What happened? I turned to see my mother sitting on the chair next to me, she noticed I was awake.
"How long are you going to keep this from me?" She questioned in her sharp voice the moment her eyes met mine.
I frowned. "What are you talking about?" I muttered under my breath as I sat myself up.
"You are pregnant, why didn't you tell me?" She sneered.
It was at this moment when the memories from earlier flooded my mind and realisation washed over me in an instant. I must have fainted earlier.
"Why do I need to tell you?" I retorted. It wasn't good news that I was happy to share about anyway.
