Chapter 17

I took a sip from the coffee my secretary had made me. I couldn't resist it today. I was feeling tired and a bit sick. My morning sickness started again this morning, making me dead on one's feet.

I was starting to feel more pregnant now. Pregnancy was slowly telling on me and revealing how long it would take to hide it from now.

I had worn a flare corporate gown with wedge heels to work today, in fear that my pricey bodycon clothes would do no justice to hiding my title of becoming a mother.

It was no longer about what ought to be done, but now what should be done and I had no clue. Maybe if I had a mother figure in Andra then I wouldn't have bothered so much with my problems. Maybe I would have gotten an agent to help tell my dad the problem at hand in a euphemistic way.

Unfortunately, I got none of this. It was the story of my life. I had a father and Andra but I didn't have parents. I had money and could buy all that I needed but then I lacked so much, if not all that money could