The doctor looked at me in shock and he needed to compose himself before he said anything further. And I could tell that he was trying not to sound bias or anything.
“You’re already pregnant?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I said.
“Do you know how far along?” He asked.
“No. A couple of weeks maybe. My guess would be the last time I was in heat.” I said.
“So, that means that it could belong to either Austin or Tristan.” He said.
“I’m aware of that.” I said.
“What are you going to do? Austin told me the situation with you and Tristan. You two aren’t mates anymore. You rejected him.” The doc said.
“I don’t know what the f**k I am going to do. I’ve thought about getting rid of it. But whenever I do, I think that there’s a 50% chance that this baby could belong to Austin and I just can’t br
