N / A: Heeey, girls !
Hope you enjoy, this is a fic of Quil and Claire, my favorite characters (:
Well, actually the original fic is in Portuguese and I studied it in google translate because my english is very bad, i'm from Brazil !
Kisses
Claire's pov
The problem is here in my hands.
No physical change, no bruises or green body, no abnormality, people are taking life as before.
A problem so easy to ignore at first.
I try to raise the bathroom floor, half stunned. Support my trembling hand on the ground but a sudden dizziness hits me and I fall in the same place they were sitting.
I do not know how long I'm here, thinking of a solution, just know it's a long time.
Levent my eyes to the balcony of the sink, in front of me. Besides my toothbrush, oral antiseptic and toothpaste, there is a razor. I will not have the courage to do this, I thought to myself. Hypothesis that stupid, suicide. In fact a suicide and a murder, after all. But at such times one thinks of everything.
Eye with anguish and despair for what I have in my right hand. Dry swallow loudly.
It was positive, pink. Was a flamboyant pink, as if he wanted the color smears on my face the test result.
I'm pregnant.
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