Anne's POV
My entire face felt heavy on waking up the next morning. Terrified that my face might have swollen up, I quickly rushed to the mirror to have a look. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I saw that there was nothing wrong with my face. It must be a mere internal sensation.
After taking my bath, I dressed up and went to meet Mrs Yvonne to know my faith. My mind still bubbled with anxiety as I constantly recalled how she had told me that I'd be sacked. Even though I wasn't sure that my body could keep up with the daily tasks any longer, I didn't feel I could cope with being saved because I got pregnant. I'd rather leave the pack and move in with Chris.
"Mrs Yvonne?" I knocked on her door.
There was no response, even after a fifth knock. I bet she wasn't in her room. As I turn
