Chapter 60

She was pale, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and her makeup was scattered.

The black eyeliner I applied to highlight my gray eyes was already fading. I carefully took out the eyeliner pencil that I carried in my bag and reapplied it, as well as lip gloss.

I didn't know who I was kidding, but there was no doubt that my life would never be the same. I was pregnant.

Shit. Even I could feel it.

"How many months do you have? “I overheard a woman who was touching up her hairdo at the sink next to mine ask.

I made a face and straightened up so he wouldn't notice how tired I felt.

"I don't know," I finally answered. Maybe a month or two.

She gave me a sympathetic look before spraying her hair.

“When I had my first child, I also threw up when I smelled shellfish. I recommend a vegan restaurant two blocks from here, it's completely odor-free and you'll like the food.

I smiled without feeling it an