Who knew three weeks could pass like they were nothing? Olivia was excited and nervous as her first scan approached.
Her morning sickness wasn’t that bad anymore, her nausea wouldn’t fade, but she could handle going to lessons every morning. Her bump grew more profound and by her twelfth week, it was a lot bigger. It was amusing and daunting when she passed in school to see everyone staring at her, whispering—the words, slut, w***e, and skank, were still in effect.
Tyler on the other hand, couldn’t stop touching her. It was always during lunch or even after school when he would stroke a hand over her bump.
“I won’t be there when junior first kicks,” he murmured one day when she stood in front of him and he trailed his hand down her bump thoughtfully.
“Well it could kick at any time, ho
