"Miss Sotomayor, you are pregnant." My eyes flew open as my head was still trying to analyze the statement. "Congratulations." He said.
I remembered the day Luci and I had our first... S*X. I can't believe I was seeing the real effect now. So... I am pregnant? I am carrying Luci's baby?
I scoffed, chuckling as I rubbed my hands on my stomach. I chuckled again. "Luci, I'm carrying our child. . . your child? You just don't know how happy I am right now." I said as if he was standing right with me.
I'm carrying his child. And it's so unfair to let our child grow to become fatherless all because of the master. I sighed.
"So," I started, staring at the Doctor. "What do you think about the symptoms and my child? Will I lose my baby if it gets worse?" I asked.
"Of course not. The
