I exchange a look with Cess.
Her eyes are wide with horror.
The good, old doctor peeps at us over the rim of his thick glasses.
"I'll keep her here for a couple of days. Seems like this pregnancy will take a toll on her."
"What's wrong? Why did she pass out?"
"High blood pressure, emotional turmoil due to stress, probably acute depression. She seems to be going through so much emotional pain, and she will have an early miscarriage if not closely monitored."
"Can we visit her tomorrow?" I ask the doctor, and he nods at me.
"Of course. Where's her partner? The child's father?"
I shake my head.
"It doesn't matter. Just attend to her."
"I need an emergency contact."
I glance at Cess who is rooted on the spot.
Love is a horrible thing.
I write my number down and I hand it to
