#Chapter 311: Yes, No, Maybe

The porcelain was cold against my forehead as I rested there for a moment, letting the queasiness subside. The initial shock of throwing up had passed, and now a million thoughts ran through my mind. And then there was the most important question of them all: “Could I be pregnant?” Slowly pushing myself up, I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes looked a bit glassy, and my face paler than usual. “It could just be a hangover,” I whispered, trying to reassure myself. Or perhaps those eggs from breakfast had turned bad. I let out a shaky breath, steadying myself. A pregnancy test would confirm things, but was I ready to know? I could feel my heart racing at the mere thought. “Maybe give it a couple of days,” I murmured. If the symptoms persisted, I’d take the test. Padding to our cozy living room, I wrapped myself in a soft throw blanket, letting the plush fabric comfort me. The golden morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow o