Fate felt cruel, always bringing Simon before her eyes just when she wanted to forget and do well. Ellie pressed her heated eyes. She didn't want to show tears here, which would be the worst.
"Are you pregnant?"
A voice suddenly came from behind.
It was a violent question. Ellie turned around, her face pale, to see Mindy leaning against the wall, staring at her intently.
"Whose baby is it? Surely not Simon's child, right?"
"It's not. I'm not even pregnant to begin with."
Mindy frowned deeply.
"You're not pregnant? Are you sure?"
"It's not even worth answering."
Mindy grabbed Ellie's wrist as she tried to leave the bathroom.
"I'm really sorry for being rude twice, but this is really important for us too. Are you absolutely sure you're not pregnant?"
"...I'm sure."
Simon had always been meticulous about contraception.
Even in the heat of the moment, he never forgot, and he always made sure to check if the protection was properly in place after their intimate moments.
