She glares at me, then she starts laughing again. This time, tears come. I donāt know if theyāre happy or sad tears. "I hate you." "No, you donāt." āYou did this to me.ā She gestures over her tummy. āYouād rather I did it with someone else?ā She wipes her tears angrily. āStop acting like youāre my boyfriend. Youāre being sweet and kind and weāre not even dating.ā










