Chapter 70: Mortus Appointment
(TYLER)
The waiting room is swamped with patients. I notice other several pregnant omegas further along than me. Mortus’ clinic reeks of desperation. I’m too antsy to sit, so I stand. The few available seats are stained and look disgusting.
The receptionist looks like she hates her job because of how she scowls and cusses under her breath every time the phone rings. I don’t feel safe here and part of me is tempting me to leave, but then, zi can’t. The only way I’m leaving here is without this baby in my stomach.
Even though the sign outside says clinic, it feels more like a morgue in here.
I wouldn’t have come here if Sasha hadn’t brought up the subject of keeping this baby. He made me do this. I was scared that he’d change his mind about Dr. Nicholas performing the procedure. I’d be stuck with Angelo’s child forever. Even if I could handle the thought of raising this child with Sasha, I cannot live with the fear of discovering who the child’s father is hanging over my head for the rest of my life.
An older omega opens a door that leads to the back room. I hear a piercing scream and sob through the door. Fear grips me in a chokehold as I eye the exit. This place fills me with dread and I have a bad feeling about it. The more time I spend here, the more I regret my decision to even come here in the first place. He calls a name, and one of the pregnant female omegas gets up.
She looks terrified. Granted, she had a good reason to be scared. I’m certain she heard the scream just as I did. She walks past me and I inch backwards towards the door.
The receptionist notices me and he scowls. "Where are you going?"
"I need some air." I meet her gaze and uneasiness shifts through me.
"Just know that once you leave, we offer no refunds. You will not get your items back."
"I just want to get some fresh air. I’m not leaving."