Chapter 4

“Wha…what?” “You’re pregnant.” “I can’t be!” I whispered. “No!” Dr. Jackson’s smile vanished. “No, no, no, no, no!” I cried. My doctor stared slack-jawed as I broke down and cried in his office. Sobbed. “Arena, what on earth is going on?” my doctor finally asked. Dr. Jackson’s voice was so gentle that I felt like blurting, “I don’t want to have this baby. How can I possibly bring another child…