TRIMESTER

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My blood was pumping high as if I was on a run when I got up, I was all sweating profusely without any push of something, I stretch my right hand to get my phone on the bedrock. "Phew!! Is just 2.am”! What! " "What a dream, was it real or just weird. I need to see Desmond, ASAP." I scrolled down his number to call him when I heard a knock on my door, “who is it?" I said fearlessly. "Is me, your mum” she said "Oh!, Coming! " I got up quickly to get the door opened, she entered with much hesitation. “Are you okay, I heard your voice all the way, you were shouting for help”. I was in my last trimester and believe me, this is not as easy as I thought, although Desmond was requesting for me to come to the hospital for a scan, he made mention of the positioning of the baby and to check t

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