"Zhanaia, you are pregnant. You are carrying our child."
I read the text message again and again until it I was reciting it nonstop in my head. The moment the content registered on my brain, it was as if someone tossed a melted ice bucket in my whole being. I halted on my track and stared at the vacant space in front of me.
My mind wandered back on the unusual things I started to feel a week ago. Sudden mood swings, craving for something to eat and feeling a great frustration if I wasn't able to eat my craving, exhaustion although I wasn't doing anything, the desire to sleep all day and night and not to do anything. Everything came back to me and only then did I realize too that those were symptoms for a pregnant woman.
Sighing heavily, I put my phone down and put my hands on my
