Chapter 0292


    I stand very still for a very long time, my breath getting increasingly faster as | stare into space, trying to figure this out.


    What was — what’s wrong with me?


    How the hell did | miss this?!


    My period has, since | first got it when | was thirteen, been very regr. And unlike Janeen, who sometimes needs to take the


    day off andy in bed for the whole day when her period starts, | have never really had too much trouble with it. So, generally, it’s


    not something | think or worry about too much —


    But this?! To go six weeks without noticing that it just never showed up?!


    Have | — have | seriously been stuck in such a sex haze that | just didn’t notice?


    But wait — how did | not notice this!?


    But beyond that - how did Kent, who is so precise with literally every other aspect of my life, just not notice that I’ve been


    sleeping with him every night for six weeks without interruption? How did neither of us —


    | groan a little, tilting my head back, my brain quickly running through the possibilities.


    Because — what does this mean?


    My mind obviously turns to the clearest possibility: that I’m pregnant.


    But how!? Because Kent had a vasectomy —


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    Am |-—am | sick? | press my hands low on my stomach and look down at myself, trying to feel if...| mean, did something in me...


    break?


    But | feel totally normal — no pain.


    But not all illnesses present as pain at the start...


    I''m almost panting with anxiety now, because | know that either way — either way, this cannot be good. Either I’m sick...or I’m...


    I''m somehow, impossibly, fucking pregnant...


    Or is it something else? What am | not thinking of -


    “Fay?”


    I spin, almost jumping out of my boots in shocked surprise as | look up at Jerome.


    “Are you okay?” he asks, looking at me warily. “I''ve been...talking to you for like two minutes. You haven''t responded.”


    “We need to go,” | snap, my hands starting to shake a little. | step away from Healthcliff, heading towards the stall door —


    “What? Why —“ | push past Jerome and he nces back into the stall towards my horse. “Fay, you haven''t even stored his tack


    or cleaned his feet —*


    “Let''s go, Jerome!” | shout over my shoulder, storming towards the front of the stables. Because | need answers — now. And the


    easiest option thing to rule out as a possibility is pregnancy.


    So, | need to get to a pharmacy. Now. Right fucking now.


    Jerome, intuiting that something is


    seriously wrong, curses behind me


    and closes Heathcli iff(s. Btall doer ith


    pragtioal cut of the stable and


    heading for the car when | hear him


    calling some instructions to the


    stable workers and then running after


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    “Fay!” he gasps, grabbing my arm before we can get to the car. “What the hell is going on? What happened?”


    “We just need to go, Jerome,” | snap, looking towards the car and not up into his face as | usually would.


    “What changed?”


    | work to pull my arm out of his hand but he holds tight, refusing to let me go. “Fay!” he shouts. “Tell me! Now!”


    “No!” | yell, spinning “th see to look


    viciously up at him isis ql"!


    jnegsr Varohh AOE get in the car


    and van all right!?” Please read the


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    Shocked, clearly worried by my


    sudden change in mood — change in


    entire personality, re oJeaine''! |


    lahd takes a step back,


    looking me over from head to toe.


    But | just shake my head once and


    stalk towards the passenger side of


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    | hear Jerome sigh behind me as he moves to the driver’s side, apparently deciding to y along.