~Sandra’s POV~

I’ve been ill. Everything I consume makes its way out. Recently, it’s been a problem to find meals I won’t vomit on. I made an appointment with a gynecologist. I drove myself to the doctor’s office. My appointment was scheduled for 11:00 a.m. I was informed I was pregnant by the stupid doctor.

How am I able to conceive? I am not pregnant. Ethan and I haven’t had sex in a long time. I haven’t had sexual relations with any of the directors of my recent films since they are aware of my impending marriage to Javier. However, I have had nothing since he engaged with his future...