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He turned sharply to Camille, who stood by the door pretending to look innocent and suprised. “You...” Milo jabbed a finger at her. “...never told me he was moving in.” Camille, looking composed, adjusted her shirt. “You signed the security agreement, and besides, it wasn't my fault; you just decided not to read it.” “I skimmed it,” Milo hissed. “Skimming is a valid form of reading when one’s life is this busy. You should have at least told me you knew you didn't want to let me know!” “I did tell you, in clause 5B, subheading three.”

She placed the back of her hand over my neck and asked me to lay down and sleep for sometime. “You fell very hard and lost a lot of blood in the process. You’ll be okay, you need some rest,” the doctor suggested and I relaxed back when I heard what she said about me losing blood and I suddenly asked about the baby in my belly. “Is it okay?” Doctor Keri stared at me and was quiet. Her expression on her face scared me and she said with sadness in her face, “I’m sorry, Blair, we could not save the baby.” “What! I hope this is a lie,”I screamed and my heart was already beating.

Relieved that my hair wasn't a mess, I focused on her as I waited for her reply. “I'm pregnant,” Natalia announced, and it felt as though a bomb exploded in front of me. She was pregnant. There was only one man that came to mind when I thought of the father of the growing life in her womb: Grey Bradford. Clenching my fists into tight balls, I swallowed the lump in my throat and ignored the searing pain in my heart. With all the strength I could muster, I summoned a bright smile on my lips, shielding the pain with a pretentious congeniality. “I'm so happy for you,” I told her, enforcing cheerfulness in my voice.

she said, voice carrying across the entire set, "when people find out that the woman you've all made popular… is pregnant with a bastard?" Silence. Then noise everywhere at once. My blood roared. I stepped toward her, my voice dropping to something quiet and controlled. "Bastard?" I repeated. She smirked. "I dare you," I said, taking another step, "to call my child that, one more time. And you will become my first murder case." Gasps broke around us. Miranda's smirk slipped, just slightly.. before she caught it. Whispers spread like wildfire: she's pregnant, who's the father, you can't even tell..

The next moment, Blair said, “Mabes, we have a baby.” “The doctor said you’re eight and a half weeks pregnant.” Mable’s expression changed when she realized he knew about her pregnancy. Before she had time to think about it, Mable slapped Blair’s hand away with a cold expression. “Blair, I won’t keep this child!” Why should she bear his child if he did not love her? Blair was stunned to hear this. His eyes widened in disbelief. “What did you say?” Mable met Blair’s gaze and said with disgust, “I won’t keep this child!”

Perhaps crazy chicks fucked the best. There was no need to continue to fuck Blair after she became pregnant as the contract was fulfilled. His trips to Manhattan afterwards had been for her obstetric appointments or at least the most important ones that included ultrasounds. The routine visits where they took her blood and she peed in cups and things, Grayson didn’t attend. He was far too busy back in Omega City trying to run a fortune five hundred company that helped to keep America alive. But this morning’s appointment was important, perhaps the most important one of all, the reveal of their baby’s gender. He had been completely honest in that regard at least, telling Blair a male heir wou

She shrugged before walking out of the room. She snorted as she looked at her distant friend. "No matter what you say, I won't listen. I love Gael so much and we should get married because he got me pregnant.” Maybe Brielle is just jealous because Gael got me pregnant. “She just smiled and looked at the pregnancy test in her hand again. "I'm excited to be Mrs. Ramirez." — "W-WHAT? Was what you said true Tallulah?" Caroline asked in disbelief after Tallulah confessed about her pregnancy.

"Thanks, Raven. It means a lot coming from you. Everything she did to you… we did to you." “You did what she raised you to do, Blair. She tried to make you someone you’re not and jokes on her; she lost because I have the sister I always wanted,” Raven smiled. "We’re family, Blair. And family sticks together." Blair nodded but still looked like she had something on her mind. "That's not the only thing bothering you, is it?" "Raven,” Blair hesitated. “I'm pregnant.” "Oh my God, are you serious???" Raven exclaimed, excited. "Why aren't you happy about it?"

Blair repeatedly opened her eyes to ensure the tool she was holding didn't misrepresent the color and number of lines. "I am pregnant?" mumbled Blair. "I'm only 17, and now I'm pregnant? I'm still in high school, though." Blair exhaled heavily over and over again. She even started to tug at her gray-black hair in frustration. So many questions and thoughts ran through Blair's head, making her want to explode.

She asked. Ashier smiled and brought his hand to her stomach, “You are carrying our baby Blair, you are pregnant!” Blair’s eyes widened, her eyes filled with tears, she couldn’t believe it, “I…I’m pregnant?” She asked, “I’m carrying our baby?” “Yes you are,” Ashier responded and pulled her closer to himself, “We are having a baby!” He murmured. Alisha moved closer to them, “I don’t mean to interrupt, Your highness, but before we forget, we should inform her about the ritual.”