She was pregnant, with his child. He’d fucked her, and she’d liked it because she thought it was symbol of their love. Their true love. Apparently she was wrong.
So here she lay, with a soft, tiny bundle of joy resting next to her in bed. But she feels like total shit.
He fucked her up, and now she’s fucked over. Lonely, flat broke, and broken to pieces.
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