Chuxia Ling ultimately couldn't fall asleep. She gave up forcing herself, got up, brushed her teeth, and washed her face. While doing so, she felt a bit of tightness in her chest and a nauseating sensation. She clutched her chest, took several deep breaths, and managed to suppress the wave of nausea.
She looked up at her reflection in the mirror: her complexion was dull, her face was slightly pale, and there were faint dark circles under her eyes—she looked extremely haggard.
Her hands, resting on the washbasin, slowly tightened.
She was almost forty days pregnant, which meant that morning sickness would soon set in, making it impossible to hide her pregnancy. Furthermore, her elder sister had returned; Chuxia had to decide quickly what to do.
But as easily as it was said, when she thought about the situation or faced it, she was overwhelmed with melancholy and cluelessness, unsure of what to do next.
Chuxia closed her eyes, her mind a chaotic mess.
