POV: JASMINE
I swear I had no idea how to navigate my life at this point. I stared blankly at my phone, my eyes dry from too much scrolling, too many tabs open and a lot of funny search history.
* Do women die from abortion
* What are the chances of dying during an abortion?
* Is childbirth easy?
* Pregnancy symptoms and how to live through them for nine months.
* How to run away while pregnant.
* Can shame kill you before labor does?
not just in the browser, but in my mind.
I couldn't tell if I was more afraid of the answers or the fact that I was even asking them. Every question felt like a war drum against my chest.
I was stuck between two impossible roads – risking my life to get rid of it and actually keeping it but running far away from the pack to a place where no one knew me, where no one would look at me and call me a disgrace. Because that's what this was, wasn't it?
An abomination. A secret sin growing inside me.
