by {Bitterblue} » Sun Jul 22, 2012 3:57 pm
.:Jessabelle:.
I took a place on a wooden bench, watching the hub-bub of the crowds about me. I layed a hand on my stomach and bit my lip. I wondered just what exactly my father would do when he discovered I was pregnant. I hoped he would back off and just live with it but I assumed that he would not. That he would confront Sea and myself. I swallowed, dreading the moment.
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Smiling doesn't always mean you're happy.
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