Pregnant Woman's Takeout Request; Future Me Fought Comments

The lunch delivery arrived downstairs, and Jacqueline, my pregnant coworker, smiled at me. "Ellie, my order's here too. Could you grab it for me? Thanks so much!" I was about to say yes when my phone rang. The voice on the other end sounded just like mine. "Don't touch that delivery! I'm you, three years from now. The baby in Jacqueline's belly is already dead, and she's about to use that to pin the whole thing on you!"