Chapter 14

Insecurities MIRIAM'S POV Cherry watched me drink the coffee and was obviously wondering why I kept my face the way I did. She couldn't help but ask me. "What is wrong Miriam? You don't like my coffee?" She asked with so much concern in her voice. I stood up from the bed immediately because I had a lump in my throat and I needed it out. As soon as I got to the bathroom, I puked . She ran after me to be sure that I was good and she helped lift my hair and prevented it from touching the vomit. "You need to see a doctor." She said in a manner that sounded like I had no other option but to do as she had instructed. "I'm pregnant, not sick." I told her as we moved out of the bathroom. "That the more reason you need to see a doctor." She repeated with so much apprehension in her voice. She was no longer calm. She started pacing all over the place and kept telling me we must go to the hospital at that very moment. "Hey, I would be just fine, maybe the baby doesn't want the coffee as m