Perhaps you'd wonder how it had come to this.
Cecilia was reading about quantum physics on her phone when she felt wet.
She had been sitting on an exercise ball, rotating her hips in slow circles the way Dr. Lazuardi had recommended to loosen the pelvic floor.
That was when the sensation of sudden and warm and very much ambiguous wetness emerged. It was ambiguous because it could mean anything from a bladder accident… to something far more significant.
These days, the egg had been pressing on her bladder, after all, so she assumed the former. She sighed, set down her phone, and prepared to waddle to the bathroom for a change of clothes.
Then she saw Oathran sway.
His mist-grey eyes rolled back in his head, and he toppled sideways.
"Oathran?!" Cecilia lurched upright from the exercise ball—"AAAAAAAAAA—" and immediately doubled over as a contraction seized her suddenly and brutally.
