Thalia's Pov
Marge froze, looking at me with a bewildered expression. She quickly leaned down, bringing her face close to the plate, sniffing the hot fried fish and the bowl of soup carefully.
"Rotten?" Marge asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "The fish is fresh though, how could it smell rotten?”
My chest heaved as I tried to keep my stomach from heaving everything up onto the rug. Marge looked down at the plate, then looked back up at my pale face, my hand still tightly clutching my mouth and my eyes watering.
In an instant, a sharp realization hit my mind. It was the baby. I was having morning sickness. But I couldn't let Marge know that I was pregnant. Although she was the one taking care of me, she still reported back to Adrian. If she told him that I was pregnant… Then I
