Once again, Lexi found herself laying back in bed, staring up at nothing. She could hear her parents and Molly. Her baby sister was screaming bloody murder, and Lexi didn't need to be a detective to figure out her father's weapon of choice.
"My Daddy's f*****g me so good!" the blonde girl's voice echoed throughout the house.
Lexi wasn't upset in the least. If anything, she was happy for her little sister. It was Lexi, herself, who wasn't so sure she wanted the package she was currently carrying.
OK, that was a lie too.
I have to stop doing this, she told herself, making myself feel the way I think I ought to, instead of experiencing the actual emotions. It was safer the other way, she supposed, though not nearly as healthy in the long term.
When her mother had told her she was pregnan
