She must have driven the car on autopilot, because she had no recollection of starting the engine up outside the doctor’s office, let alone navigating the busy streets. She went straight to her room, closing the door behind her and wishing she could shut out the world at the same time. She sat on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands, tears falling freely down her face as she tried to come to terms with what the doctor had said—that a termination was still an option for her. Alicia had always imagined having children, but had thought that it would be after she had married the father, and definitely after she had seen a little something of the world first. The best laid plans of mice, men and stupid women, she thought ruefully, wiping away her tears with an impatient hand. She wondered if ending her pregnancy could be the best thing for all concerned. Right now she didn’t know what the best thing to do would be, but somehow she would figure out. She had to, and sitting here feeling sorry for herself wasn’t going to solve anything.
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