I took a deep breath before I enter the pharmacy door.At long last ,3 days after Ellen pushing me to buy pregnancy kit ,I found the courage to do so.I was lost in thoughts until Ellen told me to go to washroom and find out if I am really pregnant.
"Just relax,whatever the result is ,I am here,You are not alone,okay?". I hear Ellen say this words before I closed the door and prepare my self to face the reality of the truth I feel that I already knew about.
And then there it is ,two red lines.I really am pregnant.My youngest daughter was already 17 years old.I didn't know exactly how to feel that I will have a baby soon again,it scares me but what I fear most is that my baby in my belly has no father.I have seen enough of the world cruelty.My innocent baby will have to face judgement and just thinking about it break my heart already.If only I have been careful this wouldn't happened.
But the bigger question is out there.How will my family survived if I cannot work anymore? Will they accept my baby,or just like the cruel world will they hate me ,judged me or will they even accept my unborn child?