Chapter 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Meanwhile, Yvonne rinsed her mouth. She had taken her third pregnancy test and had thrown up while waiting for the results.
She again scrutinized the pink lines in the display.
It couldn’t be right, but the result was the same as the first two tests she had taken.
It didn’t seem possible. She took her birth control religiously, and Chris always wore a condom.
But she had been nauseated every morning for the past few weeks, and her period was three days late.
Her feelings were all over the place. She’d always wanted to become a mother, but she’d envisioned being married for a few years before having a child.
She loved Chris, but she also loved Kate, and she had no clue how they would react to the news.
They’d never discussed children. How could a child affect their crazy threesome?
They hadn’t discussed how permanent their relationship would be.
She was here on a six-month visa, and it had been her intention to return to the Netherlands.
The thought of leaving Chris and Kate behind was devastating.
She could stay, couldn’t she? She could get a job with Suzie and Sonja, or even with her aunt.
Other than her sister, she had little in Haarlem.
Els! Yvonne slapped her forehead and went in search of her phone. What time was it in Haarlem? She hated to wake her sister when she called.
Her big sister greeted her in typical fashion. “Hoi zusje.”
Yvonne answered in Dutch, blurting out her news. “I’m pregnant.”
Her admission was greeted by a long silence before Els chuckled and replied in the same language, “Okay, that’s the last thing I expected you to say. How are you feeling? Is Chris the father?”
The easy acceptance helped, and Yvonne sagged onto the toilet seat and let out the breath she had kept involuntarily. She and Els talked for over an hour, getting up to date on both their lives and discussing the implications of Yvonne’s pregnancy. It was nice to have a conversation in Dutch.
Els was adamant she had to tell both Chris and Kate as soon as possible, but she also should ease them in. “Don’t just blurt it out!”
Els knew her well. Yvonne tended to be impulsive and speak her mind. Yvonne mentally shrugged. Okay, yes, she was spontaneous. It was a strength, too, wasn’t it?