Fertility Test

Of course, Brandon doesn’t know about the other clients that I work with, and I just couldn’t come out to tell him that. Even if I did, I doubt that he would care about my discomfort. He’ll just laugh it off and then completely dismiss it as me being too sensitive.

Of all the hospitals that we had to come to for my fertility test, it had to be Adrian’s hospital and the main branch where he worked at. A knot formed in the pit of my stomach as a sense of dread filled me. Without even realizing it, I had started praying for me not to run into Adrian while at the hospital.

“Come on out. What are you waiting for?” Brandon said to me when he opened the car door for me.

“Umm…yeah…thanks…” I muttered vaguely while still in a state of denial and disbelief.

Someone, please tell me that this isn’t happening and that this isn’t real.