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I took a deep breath inside the car, making sure to replace the air freshener with a scent I like. I don't want to risk feeling nauseous or dizzy because of a scent I dislike. Oh goodness, seriously. This makes me feel like I'm changing my habits a little—or rather, a lot. Even when it comes to food, I've become picky. I'll only eat what I have in mind. If not, well... don't expect me to touch it.

I arrived at the office basement earlier than usual. I need to prepare because I'm sure Krystal will ask all sorts of questions later. And I have to answer honestly, right? I'll just leave out the part about my plans. I'll make it seem like it's due to work exhaustion. Easy, right?

Even if Krystal decides to fire me, by then, maybe the fetus in my womb would have naturally disappeared. Starting today, I'm determined to make it vanish as soon as possible. No need for pills or anything. Since my return, I've read many articles about the dangers of aborting at such an early stage. Especially wi