Chapter 81 Guest From The Past

• Carol’s short question hit Kimberly like a freight train. Her hazel eyes widened in shock. Heart racing faster than normal. Palms icy cold. Fear seeped into her bones. Pregnant? Blood rushed to her head, making it throb harder at the thought.
• “Kim?” Carol prompted when Kimberly just stood there silent.
• Kimberly steadied her breathing, forcing a faint smile—one that screamed her friend’s idea was ridiculous. “I’m not pregnant, Carol. Just exhausted. Been slammed with divorce stuff lately. Fargo’s dragging it out too. I just need more rest.”