~Sandra’s POV~
I’ve been ill. Everything I consume makes its way out. Recently, it’s been a problem to find meals I won’t vomit on. I made an appointment with a gynecologist. I drove myself to the doctor’s office. My appointment was scheduled for 11:00 a.m. I was informed I was pregnant by the stupid doctor.
How am I able to conceive? I am not pregnant. Ethan and I haven’t had sex in a long time. I haven’t had sexual relations with any of the directors of my recent films since they are aware of my impending marriage to Javier. However, I have had nothing since he engaged with his future wife. My uncle cannot find the vehicle. He said that Javier was driving the vehicle the last time he saw it. At the moment, I have nothing. They took both Ethan and Javier from me. I’m now pregnant with the child of my mother’s soon-to-be-husband.
Why am I being pursued by misfortune?