This Is Your Body

In the hushed confines of a private hospital, Eleanor gingerly settled into a chair within the doctor's office. A stern-faced female physician stood across from her, diligently explaining something that seemed to elude Eleanor's grasp.

"There is no way, I am pregnant," she insisted.

"But you told me that your period had stopped, and you also honestly admitted that you had slept with someone," the female doctor patiently replied.

“I did… but… but…”

Over the past few days, an overwhelming lethargy and occasional waves of nausea have seized her, sparking worry that her illness has resurfaced. To spare Drake from undue worry, she had opted to face this alone.