I looked as Sheng Yanyan walked away. As she walked, from time to time she’d turn her head back to steal glances at me, so I had to keep up my pretence of pain. But, why was it that I was actually beginning to hurt at the areas around my stomach?
I had too many experiences of having jinxed myself. When I was still in school, I pretended to be sick a few times so I won’t have to go to school, but every single one of those times somehow I always managed to get myself actually sick.
The pain grew stronger. I steadied myself to stand up, putting both hands firmly against a solid looking tree.
Suddenly, I felt a wetness flow downward from the inside of my legs. I hurriedly looked down at the liquid that began to pool around my feet. The liquid was clear, not red, completely see through, and clear.
Did my water just broke?
That couldn’t be. That shouldn’t be. I should be expecting in almost a month time. Premature birth?