𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒚.

taking a look around, she bit her bottom lip as she approached the rings to take a look.

please do.

really? she’s all ears.

she wouldn’t mind that at all.

she knows and she loves him for it.

she really does want that.

she knows that.

she can handle this.

true… is he sure?

of having a baby?

what does he want her to do?

she wants to abort it.

so should she abort it? put it up for adoption?

she isn’t ready to be a mum.

yep.

she’s… pregnant.

she has something to tell @oblicuscor.bsky.social…

//:

she’s telling the truth.

she knows more than her.

she can and will.

she’s still confident.

she won’t get it.

alright. get ready to be hexed.

because her man is attractive.

it’s not honest.

shut up, looney.

smiling against his lips, she pulled away to bury her face against his chest to inhale his cologne. he always smelled divine.

“i didn’t think any guy would want me… but you do…” she whispered, standing on her tip toes to kiss him.

“and yet you chose me… i’m damaged… scarred… and… not like other girls. they’re prettier and perkier.”

she reached up and cupped his cheek tenderly. “and i love you for that…”