Chloe’s POV
The next morning I awoke to the smell of pancakes and coffee. It smelled amazing but the little one growing inside me didn’t agree. I quickly ran to the bathroom and fell to my knees in front of the toilet. This morning sickness was rough and the medication the doctor gave me didn’t always help it. I left the bathroom and made my way to the kitchen to grab some water.
“How are you feeling dear? I heard you run to the bathroom and decided to scrap the pancakes and made us some oatmeal instead. It’s not the most delicious thing but it will be lighter on your stomach” Carol said to me.
“I’m feeling a bit better now thank you Carol. You didn’t have to get rid of the pancakes you still could have ate them. You don’t have to eat bland oatmeal just because of me” I replied.
“Oh no
