CHAPTER 365 A Host

　　Lilac 　　Eratu was about eight weeks pregnant, making her eligible for a scan. Maybe if I convince her to get a scan, and she hears the baby's heartbeat, she might change her mind about the abortion.  　　"I want to go with you to the clinic then," I said.  　　"Why?" she asked suspiciously.  　　"You will need someone to support you. It feels good knowing there is someone out there waiting for you," I told her. I saw her swallow, and she nodded.  　　"Well, today is good for me, shall we?"  　　I waited for her to get ready, and in thirty minutes, she was there. I drove her to the clinic. Eratu was eager to do this.  　　"I'm so glad it's finally time. You have no idea how much money I lost because of the pregnancy sicknesses. This one time, I was giving a client a private lap dance when I buffed all over him," she told me. I chuckled. It was funny.  　　A nurse came to us. Eratu had already made an appointment with the doctor, so all she had to do was fill in the forms. We were told to wa