"I assure you, Miss Evans, I'm not," the doctor replied, wearing an understanding expression. "I can tell this wasn't planned, and therefore, a shock…but you are pregnant. I'd say, at least four weeks." "Six," Bri whispered. There had only been one time. She regretted her actions that morning. After getting home, she rang Charlotte to give her a piece of her mind. Charlotte calmly explained it had been Bri's choice to drink, that Bri was a 'big girl' in her own words. Her sister admitted she may have provoked Bri a few times, and being drunk, thought it harmless. Charlotte recalled Bri drinking more than she usually did; however, in her own intoxicated state, hadn't given it much thought. Only when she had sobered up had she realized what she had been saying and how it would affect Bri. When Bri had tried to call the hotel to speak to Josh, they informed her he had checked out already. She asked for a contact number, but since she couldn't even remember his last name, they politely told her they didn't hand out guests’ information to strangers over the phone.
