Chloe was mid-sentence when a wave of nausea hit her out of nowhere. She quickly rolled down the car window, feeling like she might throw up. Connor, noticing her distress, pulled over to the side of the road immediately.
Chloe stepped out and leaned against a nearby tree, trying to catch her breath. Connor, worried, grabbed a bottle of water from the car and handed it to her. "Hey, what's going on?"
Taking a sip, Chloe replied, "I'm not sure. Maybe I just ate too much tonight."
Chloe had always had a touchy stomach, and every now and then, this would happen. Connor suggested, "We should probably get you checked out at a hospital."
"It's too late for that now," Chloe replied, brushing off his concern.
Then, a thought struck Connor. "Do you think you might be pregnant?"
Chloe paused, taken aback. "Pregnant? No way. We've always been careful, right?"
Connor nodded, recalling how cautious they'd been ever since Chloe mentioned her mentor's ominous prediction about pregnancy being risky for her. Despite being a skeptic about such mystical stuff, he couldn't shake off a weird feeling about it. He longed for kids but wanted to meet Chloe's mentor first to get some clarity before they took that step.
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