Warnings Saved Me From Her Trap

Summary

My coworker, Simone, waddled over to my desk, holding her rounded belly.

"Nora, could you let me crash at your apartment near the office for a few months?"

"Commuting across town while pregnant is killing me. I really can't take it anymore. I promise I'll move out the second I give birth."

I was just about to nod when a line of floating text materialized right before my eyes.

[Don't nod.]

A second later, dense streams of bullet comments flooded across my vision like a bright projection screen.

[The fetus in her belly lost its heartbeat three days ago.]