Four weeks later….

Roxanne's Point Of View

“Congratulations, my dear.” Doctor Madonna said to me, her face beaming with smiles. “You are two weeks pregnant.” She added. Of course I knew I was. I've been having continuous signs. The swollen face, the constant stooling and fatigue. All of it. And the first thing that came to my mind was the pregnancy. But I just needed to be sure.

“Thank you Doctor. Thank you.” I said with a fake smile on my face. There was absolutely no reason to be congratulated. It's not like I'm gonna be with the baby forever.

“Who's the father? Will he want the baby?”

Of course...