Chapter 457

  Leila has been circling aggressively since I got here. I don’t know what’s with her. I hope to God she’s not pregnant again, but all the signs are there. Irrational moods and weird sporadic tears, aggressive behavior, and the questioning, like she belongs in the Gestapo. If I see her eat anything with cream, then I will buy her the damn test myself. She hates cream, milk, dairy, anything like that, yet pregnant she lives on it. Biggest neon sign ever and I eye up her plate with serious doubt. Nothing creamy on show.

  If there is a God above, then please do not let her fall pregnant while I am nearby.