CHLOE

I could sleep well all though the night. The words on the Lester still haunted me. I was scared, worried yet confused as to what secret and exactly knew.

I woke up feeling dizzy and weak. My body ached. Morning sickness I guess, but it did not stop there.

It began as a flutter.

A tiny, trembling brush of movement inside me, so faint I thought it was my imagination, or maybe nerves, or maybe fear sculpted into something physical. But then it happened again. A gentle roll. A ...