ELISSA
“Luna Elissa, when we get to Japan, we still need to visit the hospital.” Mrs. Josephine said the moment she sat beside me inside the plane, on our way to Japan.
“Why? Is something wrong with me?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
“We have to get rid of the dead embryo inside of you, either through medications or D&C (dilatation and curettage), if not you will be at risk of not giving birth again.” She explained.
She went further to tell me of the risk and danger of not removing the dead embryo inside me and I sighed.
“Can't we do this when we have gotten what we want? My people need me and I have to prevent this war from happening.” I asked her because deep within me, that was the least of my problems and she knew it.
I was shocked when she brought it up again. This topic has bee
