2 months later
Evgeniya
My stomach emptied into the toilet bowl, like clockwork, just as it had done each morning for the last two weeks. Sometimes my morning sickness crept into the afternoon, but for now, it was staying true to its name. Accompanying my nausea on the train of pregnancy symptoms, my skin was always coated in a sheen of perspiration, my stomach distended in bloating and my breasts ached constantly. The pup would be little bigger than the size of a bean and I was over being pregnant. Seven more months of this and all without my mates by my side…
Were they any closer to discovering where I was being kept?
Because I wasn’t. I had lost count of the number of times I had studied the mountain landscape peeping over the top of the high wall. All those times in school when I
