I stood in the shower, as water was running over my face and body. While I was staring at the tiled wall in front of me,
Pregnant?
I’m pregnant?
How in the world was this even possible? I know Jensen had told me, when I was in my heat, I was super fertile. But still, I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I wasn’t ready for a baby, was I? I couldn’t help but place my hands on my stomach. I was still very early into the pregnancy. The doctor said it would be better to make an appointment with a gynecologist, so that they could do an ultrasound to determine how far along exactly I would be. But still, it was very early. I didn’t tell anyone about this. If anyone should know, it was Jensen. And he was still in a coma. I kept my hands on my stomach and let this news sink into my brain. I cou
