Marble point of View
Her heart was pounding in her throat as she sat alone in the sterile confines of the doctor's office, an anxious knot twisting her stomach.
Desperate and uneasy, she had pleaded for this appointment, driven by a cruel cocktail of fear and hope. Her period was late, and she couldn’t keep food down; something was off. Deep down, her intuition whispered the truth: she was pregnant. But she wasn’t ready to face it; she wasn’t ready for the reality of potentially becoming a mother.
Her palms were slick with sweat as she fidgeted in her seat, mind racing.
Was she truly prepared for a life-altering shift?
She thought of Lucas—of their budding romance, still fresh after just five months of dating.
The idea of him becoming a father seemed surreal and scary. They weren
