My heat ended a day later, right on time, but my time of bleeding never came. I don’t tell Rayven that I think I’m expecting. I don’t want him to treat me with affection because of the life growing inside me, but I know he’ll start to smell the change soon. He always do. This bond with him... reproduction is his business and his priority. I am just a tool.
It’s been a week since then, and he’s making an effort to get to know me. We haven’t kissed again after that night, but he introduced me to his sister today. Her name is Teagan, and I’ve meal-prepped with her multiple times. I feel ashamed for not noticing the resemblance before, but she never acted like she wanted to know me. She’s actually been pretty aloof.
“Want to go to the river?” Teagan asks.
She’s my age... four years younger
