Chapter 19 Calling Lake

• Worried about what to do, I paced back and forth with my towel still on. I know that a pregnancy cannot happen on its own and that he, like me, must take responsibility, but I don't feel comfortable calling him after everything that happened or didn't happen, I don't know.
• “Anyway, no matter what I do, it can't be worse than it already is.” I say, picking up the phone I bought days ago, to call the number that I know by heart.
• With trembling hands, I type the keys that emit a sound that causes me pain, swallowing hard, I move my finger to the part where I should press to call, but no matter how much I know where to direct my finger, I am unable to do it.