I was laid out on my bed, tired out yet again. Pregnancy was not agreeing with me at all and I was finding it hard to hide! I was constantly tired and the sickness was not fun. The medication Levi had got me was helping to ease it but it still lingered and certain foods would trigger off a wave of nausea I could not control, which was not easy to hide.
Part of me had hoped so hard that Roman would have reached out when I had called him but I had heard nothing. But he would assume by now his baby was gone. Maybe that was for the best. This baby was going to be mine and that was how I had to look at it. I looked again to my phone at possible places I could move to, packs which would accept newcomers, where which had good colleges that work similar to ours that also had universities close b
