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Bianca's POV
At twenty weeks I was beginning to look more and more pregnant, my breasts were swollen and none of my clothes could fit me anymore. I had to were loose clothes and this was a hustle considering I was working as a lawyer, and I had to wear formal.
I swear my mother was more excited about my pregnancy than I was, she made sure I took my morning sickness pills, vitamins, and kept continuous tabs on me while I was at work.
We walked into the hospital on a usual Sunday morning after church. We would be finding out the baby's sex today, I felt bigger than most women I saw in the waiting room with me. Even though some were further along compared to me. I guess this was going to be one hell of a baby, I smiled to my self thinking about having a huge baby.
My temper was also worsening with every passing day, last week I yelled at Laurel for looking at me too long and last night I yelled at Brandon at the office for putting my pen the wrong way.
Speaking of Brandon, he has become one of my best friends at the firm. Some people actually mistake us for a couple but that's just weird, he's like the brother I never had. His father owned the firm but he didn't act like it, he was filthy rich and an occasional playboy but he was sincere. I knew he had a crush on his elderly driver's daughter but none of them admitted it because they were too scared. Brandon's father didn't approve of her anyway.
I was sitting in the waiting room growing impatient by the minute, I don't even know why I was waiting here for so long. My mother had gone to the bathroom and I sat here waiting. I was staring at nothing in particular when a figure obstructed my line of vision. A random man stood in front of me.
"Are you pregnant?" He asked.
I looked at him, then I looked at my baby bump then I looked back at him and continued doing this a couple of times in confusion before replying.
"Oh, this?" I asked rubbing my protruding belly.
"No I'm not pregnant I'm just walking around with a basketball in my dress." I replied sarcastically.
He looked at me wide-eyed at my outburst and walked away.
I could feel my mood darken. What on earth is wrong with people? I don't really know why my encounter with this man had gotten on my nerves.
Just then, my mom came back and we were called to meet my doctor.
I stomped in and plopped myself on the usual seat. My mom closely watched my actions and squinted her eyes at me motioning for me to behave.
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