Claimed By Three: The Stalker, The Don and The Killer
“But if you’re gonna drag it out any longer, you might have to do another one. Got enough pee left?”
I give her a glare, then, gathering my courage, reach for the test and flip it over. I stare at the result. “Well, fuck!” I shout, rubbing my face with both hands, the reality settling like a weight on my shoulders.
Jenni raises an eyebrow, amused. “You’re not exactly taking this news well,” she laughs.
“How can I?” I exclaim. “We had a plan, and that plan just flew right out the window!”
She shakes her head, still laughing softly. “What was the plan, then? Wait a year? Move somewhere kid-friendly? Have a whole timeline laid out?”
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