22 What should I do?

Jolin and other models frowned. It seems like Meghan getting thinner and paler day after day.

"Girl, are you alright?" Amethyst asked while others surrounding her. She smiled.

"I'm okay," she replied.

"Are you sure?" Jolin asked. Meghan smiled.

"Yes, I'm alright. Don't worry," she said, walking to the changing room. They looked at each other, shrugging.

They were practicing catwalk when suddenly Meghan fell down.

"Oh my god…" They quickly surrounded her.

"She fainted. Quick, give some air…" the photographer said. They quickly made some air. Amethyst ran to take some water. The photographer quickly sprinkled some to her face. Few seconds later, she opened her eyes slowly.

"What… what happen?" she asked.

"You are not alright, girl. I think better you go home, have some rest." Others nodded with Jolin. Meghan sighed.

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She was walking past a pharmacy when she remembered about nausea she had lately. She stepped into the pharmacy, buying a pregnancy kit. She just hoped that the result is negative or her career will ruin.

She locked herself in the bathroom, waiting for the result. She prayed not pink, not pink. She looked down and gasped. The result was positive. She was having a life in her stomach now, Vic's baby. She kneeled down, crying.

"What should I do? What should I do?" she asked herself, repeatedly.

"Maybe I should just do abortion. Nobody will know about this, not even Vic and my career will be safe," she whispered.

"No… no… this is Vic's baby. I couldn't kill him. No… but… I couldn't let anyone see me pregnant out of wedlock. It would be the end of my life…" she murmured, shaking her head.

"What should I do? What should I do?"