Was Blair Pregnant Novels & Stories

I felt my heart become lighter and gave Devyn a hug. Just like that, we consulted my Ob-gyne and our hunch was right after all. "Congratulations, Mr. Warren. You're seven weeks pregnant." The doctor smiled so Dionne quickly hugged me. She's happy, making me pregnant once again. I am seven weeks pregnant with Dionne's child once again. Five months of pregnancy...

That was why I didn't miss anything untouched, I studied details to avoid fumbling. Yet, I'd missed a glaring one. Blair was pregnant. But how? I know for sure that she wasn't married ___was this for her ex-boyfriend that came in the other day or was this my child from the one-night stand we shared? Was that even possible? I honestly had no idea about it until Mathew who was a doctor told me. How could I have missed noticing the changes in her? Her breast wasn't even their usual size if I could recall. I didn't like being surprised almost as much as I hate mangos.

“I’m carrying your child! We’re going to have a family whether you like it or not!” Blair’s jaw dropped, her eyes going wide at the revelation. She nearly moaned out loud as her hand froze on the huge dildo buried deep inside her dripping cunt. It was another night and as usual, she was masturbating before going to bed. The device buzzed faintly, still stretching her walls, but the words she’d just heard hit harder than the vibrations. “She’s… pregnant?” Blair gasped, her chest heaving. Her lips parted around a shaky breath, half shock, half ecstasy.

It had to be a prank. “Take the papers, Maliah” Not Darling, Maliah. Was this the end? “Silas, tell me you are joking, are you not? I’m pregnant. I found out today” I bent down to grab the test results from my bag and handed it to him, but Blair ripped it from my hands and tore it to shreds. “So what if you are pregnant? You are only going to lose it after a few weeks like always so what’s the use of acting like this one will be any different?” She snapped, and I gaped at her in shock.

Brian queried. I was also curious, but couldn't say a word or make any move, since I wanted them to believe I was asleep, and feared they would take the conversation away from me, had they learnt I was conscious. “Blair is pregnant?” He expressed his shock. “I told you this was a terrible idea, Brian,” Steven scolded. “I didn't know she was pregnant!” Brian defended. I laid still, fighting the urge to burst into tears. I also didn't know I was pregnant and I couldn't believe that Brian would go to that length to get me out of the picture, only to drag his ex-girlfriend into it.

Blair was pregnant. I don't know why but that thought occupied my mind the whole day. She was pregnant and... who might be the father of her child? Nabrel... I can see how worried he was about Blair. He may have told me a lot of times that she was not his girlfriend, that's not what I'm seeing from their actions. They were more than that. And I'm sure of it. It's possible that they are not in a relationship but it's also possible that they have been doing it. People are normalizing that nowadays, right?

"But you have a special blood in you and a power that no one else has, the power fr my gene, I gave you that power, and that is why you are alive" "You didn't do anything, Shadon did it all". "Shadon isn't even as powerful as you, and he knows that if you don't kill me, he won't be able to kill me, and that is why he sent you. Blair, do you know you are pregnant with my child? She held her stomach as if realizing it again, she lowered the bow she was about to shoot, then she came out from her hiding place and asked. "How did you know I am pregnant?

"What? She's pregnant?" The doctor nodded. "Yes. Fortunately, the blood loss didn't affect the fetus." My world tilted. Blair was gone. And Sophia was carrying my child.

I still didn’t understand Blair’s character—one minute she was pissed at me over a napkin tied around my neck, and the next, she was assuring me she would help me take care of a baby she had no clue about. “Congratulations, Miss. We would have preferred to inform you much later when you were fine, but I guess your friend here is just too excited about this,” Tom said with the gentlest voice I had ever heard. “Thank you,” Blair chuckled, and that’s when everything came crashing down on me, knocking me back into reality. “What! No! No, thank you. You must be mistaken—I can’t be pregnant, I am not pregnant, it’s not possible. You should check again.”

There, once again, were the two lines that confirmed her pregnancy. With a mixture of awe and disbelief, Mariah opened the bathroom door, her eyes locking with Blaire's. She showed her the pregnancy strip, the evidence of this new chapter in their lives. "Blaire," Mariah whispered, her voice filled with wonder, "I'm pregnant." In an instant, Blaire's arms enveloped Mariah in a warm, reassuring hug. The two friends shared a moment of joy, the weight of the world momentarily lifted from their shoulders. It was a promise of new life, a beacon of hope in the midst of their turbulent journey.