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EMMA POV
Ava pulled me into her room, and it looked very old. Her parents had died and this home was all they gave to her.
“Aren't you going to clean this home?” I asked my voice barely above a whisper as I glance around the whole house.
She smirked “I will but not now, so tell me something” she said demanding the truth of everything.
I walked towards the couch, and sat slowly, she offered me a glass of water and sat beside me, her gaze was locked on me like she was feeling some kind of sympathy for me.
“What's with the look on your face?” I asked, smiling at her.
“You are beautiful, now that you are pregnant” she said
“Is that a compliment or what Ava" I asked
She nodded “Yeah, of course,it is a compliment and I mean it” she said
I nodded.
“How about we sit outside, I am no
