Chapter 62. Not a Fan

Two weeks earlier

I’m not a fan of hospitals, but after the shit I’ve put myself in, I have come to frequent the infrastructure, a lot.

All because of a baby that was no longer living.

I couldn’t quite comprehend the doctor’s words so I asked her to repeat them in clearer terms.

“The baby is dead but the pregnancy isn’t.”

“What does that even mean?”

She pursed her lips. “Mrs. Lewry, have you heard of the term, ‘vanishing twins?”

“Unfortunately not. What does it mean?”

“Well, when a woman has twins…”

I cut her off. “Wait, so you're saying I have twins?”

“Had. When a woman who has twins, loses one of them because of stress or any other means, the other living twin sucks up the genetic trait of the dead twin.”

“So all you’re saying is that I’m still pregnant?”

“Yes. Three months to be specific.”

“Okay. Thanks doctor. I’ll be back.”

The thing is, I never came back to the hospital, but what I did