I ran out of the doctor's office to throw up.

"Sorry!."

I came back sat in.

"Congratulation Madam you...!."

"No, no, no, and no!."

I stop him

"Grace let him finish!."

Izzy shouts

"Please doctor continue!."

Izzy asks

"You are two weeks pregnant!. You will meet my nurse for some drugs against your nausea!."

the doctor concludes.

With that, we left his office, into Izzy's car!.

Izzy driving home. Aren't talking so the car is silent.

"I think, I will have to sleepover. Let me phone Joe."

Izzy murmurs in a low tone

"How will my family take this!. Or Andrew!. I am finished. I can't abort my first child."...