Aniyah POV
I was so angry; a red haze descended over my eyes as the i***t in front of me told me that he had informed my professor I had such serious issues with my periods that it required me to have female support at my appointment. I had never felt so humiliated. My god, my professor must think I have ovarian cancer or something. How the hell was I going to explain that I was fine now? What if he told the other faculty members?
Then the bumbling fool says that it’s not exactly a lie, I do have period problems because I don’t freaking have them now because I’m frigging pregnant. Just like that, the anger washes away to be replaced with the realisation that I’m going to have to tell the college. Other students will know, it’s not like I can hide the bump for nine months, people are goin
