The Attendant

MIRANDA

It was a heavy fall.

My body is on the ground and my vision becoming blurry by the second.

“Sorry ma'am,” the attendant helped me to my feet.

“How in heavens did you get in?” I blurted out in anger.

Then another fading voice answered.

“I'm sorry but we had to find our way in with a spare key. We only do this in times of emergency,” the voice answered.

Looking to her side was a creepy-looking dude dressed in a white and blue uniform.

The security guard, he must be.

He happens to be walking away after talking.

She then took me to the bed and gave me water to drink.

I didn't know she was actually an attendant.

You can't blame me. With everything that is happening, one needs to be extra vigilant.

“I'm sorry I didn't respond quickly. I thought it was an……”

“It's fine ma'am. But sorry to ask, are you pregnant?”

Why would she ask that?

Has it become obvious?

Nope. I stylishly stared at my belly to see if it was already getting bigger but there was nothing of such.

I tried to dodge th