Chioma stood in the bathroom. She felt better now but moments ago, she had an attack of collywobbles. Was it something she ate?
When Dushan and she were in Rome, she was fine but since returning to London, she didn’t feel like herself.
She turned off the light and returned to the bedroom.
“Are you okay?” Dushan asked.
“The queasiness is gone.”
“Maybe you’re pregnant.”
“Pregnant?”
“It’s possible.”
This was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.
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