Winter Hart
I looked up at the ceiling as the hospital staff worked. My mind was racing, and my body was numb.
Pregnant.
After Sydney called Troy, he took me to the hospital, where the doctors ran tests. They didn’t know that it was pointless to check if I was pregnant. I don’t understand how this could have happened.
I choked on a sob as I remembered being at Jake’s house.
“It’s okay, Miss, the pain medication should be working soon,” A nurse patted my hand. It wasn’t the pain of the collision; the medication would do nothing to dull the pain in my heart. He was so angry.
“Miss, we must run some tests, but I want to check. I was told you were pregnant; is this correct?” A male doctor leaned over me. I nodded. “Okay, we will check on the baby first. How many weeks?”
“Eight,” I chok
