I noticed a shine on my nose, quickly applying some powder. Should I reconcile with my entitled husband? NO!
My expression changed to fright as bile began making its way up the back of my throat, then spewing what seemed to be miles of it. My brain was in denial about the pregnancy. Nothing a stab to the old cervix couldn’t fix, I thought to myself. I just couldn’t raise a child right now. I am NOT enlightened enough to be a mother, and its father was just too rude! He knocked me up while screwing another woman. The cad!