CHRIS POV
As I picked up the phone, I was met with the sound of Cassandra vomiting at the other end of the line. Concerned, I asked, "Do you want me to go into the room?"
"Ugh, no need," she replied, her voice strained. "Just bring some water, rice, and snacks and leave them outside the room. Then, please stay away and don't let me see you."
"Alright," I sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and disappointment. "I'll do that right away."
After ending the call, a wave of unhappiness washed over me. I had imagined a future where Cassandra and I would have children, spending nights together with our little one on her lap. But reality has proven to be far from my dreams.
Ever since her pregnancy began, Cassandra has developed a strong aversion to my presence. She couldn't stand the smell o
