Anaiah's pov
"This is interesting," Smirks Arya, with a wave of her hand everyone leaves the room. The
color was leaving my skin and tears welled in my eyes as I touch my stomach. I shook my
head in denial. We didn't plan this and my mate vividly told me we shouldn't have kids now
so I took the pill and I'm fucking nineteen. I was panicking at this point, I stood up and paced
the room.
"Are you sure she's pregnant?"
"I can tell from her skin and choice of food are very familiar to the ones I had, I might be
wrong though," Rosario shrugs.
"When last did you have your menstrual period?" Asks Arya. I squint my eyes, actually
remembering that I didn't get my cycle last month.
"Lately we've been so busy that I didn't even realize-" Fuck! I stare blankly at Arya. She
covers her mouth with her hand, inhaling.
"You'll be fine, I promise," She assures me. I nod and hug her. However, we had to be sure so
we wore our clothes and get go to the nearest pharmacy.
