Rain came out of the bathroom, and her face is pale. She's pregnant! I can tell.
"It's positive?" I grabbed her by her shoulders, excited. My face dropped when I saw that she didn't seem to share the same excitement as me, "What's wrong? Is it negative?"
"It's positive. I'm just processing it all. I never expected to be a mother so soon," she sat down on my bed, her head in her hands.
"I'm so sorry," I said, not knowing how to comfort her. I didn't expect this reaction from her.
"No. I'm happy. I just always dreamed of being married first, buying a big house, you know," she lifted her head and smiled at me as she wiped a tear from her eyes.
"You can still make all your dream comes true," Werewolves usually gave birth a month early or so, but she still had several months to do eve
