❝𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙖.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a financially struggling college girl found the dirty little secret of a wealthy stockholder/videogamer and how she was cornered like a prey because of it.
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"Pregnant?"
The word that left your mouth sounded muffled and distant, unfamiliar and surreal all the same time. You don't believe it, you didn't want to believe it, at least until you got confirmation.
And now you received it, the doctor had taken tests and asked you several questions. She said that you are indeed pregnant and gave you prescriptions.
"Yes, you're about 8 weeks along. Does that ring any bell?" she asked but when you looked at her, no even before when she was asking you questions and taking tests, she noticed your expression. You look more scared than you are happy to hear the news.
"8 weeks," you muttered, trying to recall what occurred around two months ago.
And by doing so your expression worsened because you were reminded of the time when Kenma did that, making you drink that aphrodisiac drug, it was around that time.
The lady had been an obstetrician for a long time and she'd seen expecting mothers who were happy to receive such news. But that doesn't mean she didn't witness a few ones who were not entirely happy about it, and you were clearly the latter.
