I had an accident, they say. My two years have completely vanished. I got TS disease and my gender changed just a week ago... and now you're telling me I married my ball buddy and even got pregnant? "Keep talking." "You said you weren't mentally prepared for a child, but we both made a mistake while drinking." "And you got pregnant." "You had an accident on your way to work, so I rushed over." "And that's how this mess happened?" "Yeah..." "...You're skipping a lot of details, aren't you?" I thought it was obviously a lie... but it's real? I don't know the details... but hey, take responsibility. [Novel cover used with permission.]