Birdie's POV:
My knees buckled.
"P-pregnant?"
She frowned, a deep crease formed on her forehead. "You didn't know? Are you joking with me right now."
My chest tightened and my breaths quickened. I saw her lips moving but I couldn't place what she was saying. My ears began to ring, and the room went dark. Her words kept playing over and over in my head, one of them stuck on repeat.
Pregnant.
Why? Why on earth couldn't I also be unlucky in the fertility department?! What...what on earth am I going to now?!
"I'm pregnant...." I whispered to myself. The word sounded strange on my lips, like a poison. My hand shakily reached up to my stomach. There's something growing inside me now. Something I never wanted. "I'm pregnant..."
"Okay," The doctor said and stepped closer to me. She gently
