027~Ryvessa
My eyes fluttered open again for the second time. The ceiling was familiar, my bedroom ceiling in Las, the one with that tiny crack I always said I’d fix but never did. I was in my bed. Sheets tangled around me. Mom and Dad were both seated on the chair facing me, faces heavy, eyes fixed on me like I might vanish again. I tried to sit up. My head spun. Dad spoke first, voice low and tight. “Ryvessa… who got you pregnant?” The question hit like a slap. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. How the hell do I tell Dad that I’m just as confused and shocked as he is? “Dad… I don’t know.” I looked at Mom, voice small. “I just finished my monthly cycle.” “But the doctor confirmed it,” Mom said quietly. “He gave us the blood sample. He confirmed two beings in you. And the blood samp
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