Chapter 68

I flip the eggs over in the pain whilst my free hand pinches the bridge of my nose. The scent filling the kitchen as I cook breakfast is making me feel extremely nauseas. I know pregnancy sickness occurs in the first trimester however mine seems to have set off towards the end. I place two sausages on a plate, my face scrunched up in complete disgust. At that exact moment, the kitchen door opens and I lock eyes with a tired looking Jake. He's wearing a white shirt and black shorts, his hair...