But instead of going back to bed, she started snooping through my drawers and cabinets. I knew exactly what she was hoping to find.
I turned slightly, just enough to watch her from my bed. She searched through everything but didn’t find a thing.
Right when she was about to give up and turn around, she looked up and our eyes met. "Oh my God!" she jumped back a little, holding her chest like I'd scared her half to death.
"What are you doing going through my stuff?" I asked.
"Uh... I think I just started my period and I didn’t bring any pads. I didn’t want to wake you, so I was just trying to find one myself," she mumbled.
I gave her a look. "I’m not on my period. Why would I have any? Maybe ask Xyla or Sylvia?"
She hesitated, then nodded. "Right... yeah, I’ll ask them."
After she finally crawled back into bed, I exhaled. Thank God I had been careful earlier and hid the new tampons under my bed.
If she had found them, she definitely would’ve started questioning me again. But after that night, it seemed like she let it go.
Just like in my last life, as the days ticked by and the due date crept closer, rumors about me being pregnant slowly started to spread around campus.