“You’re pregnant.”

A gasp left my lips. “What?”

“You’re pregnant,” the doctor repeated and handed me a paper from the hospital laboratory.

I collected it. A thousand pins pricked beneath my skin as I sat across her desk.

I scanned the paper, and my breath caught.

What? Pregnant from that one night three months ago?

“Congratulations, Ms Parker!” the doctor added, a smile curving her lips.

I shook my head. “No... no, no. This cannot be happening. I'm not ...