No. No.

You couldn’t be pregnant. All this time you were making a plan to successfully and safely leave David and now you have a liability attached to you.

David would only raise the child to be exactly like him. Maybe worse. You were way too young to even be a mother. How are you going to hide you sickness and the bump?

You vomiting in the toilet with all the strength you had left, trying to get this sickness out of your system.

Knock Knock

“You okay? You’ve been in there for a while.”