HILDA'S POV“Could you be….. pregnant?” Cierra asked with furrowed brows.“Pregnant? I don't think I'm pregnant Cici. It's probably something else,” I said, my mind refusing to agree with outrageous thoughts of being pregnant.“I know it sounds bizarre, but hear me out. You've been adding weight and you're eating selectively. And you vomited after you smelt pasta, your favourite food. It looks and sounds like pregnancy to me, Hilda and your boobs definitely got fuller,” she said as she took a seat on the edge of the bed looking at me.I ran a hand across my face,” Girl, I don't know. I would know if I was pregnant.”“When was the last time you had sex?” she asked.“About four, five months ago. It was the day I left Wilson,” I said as I stared at her.“Okay, did you guys use a condom, were you on the pill? Did you take plan b?”“Shoot, I wasn't on the pill because we weren't really having sex and that night was an anomaly. I was too disoriented to even get a plan b after I left him. My
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