Beatrix's heart was still beating a mile a minute, even five minutes after Karen Kim had left. How could she raise a baby being who she was? The kind of life she and Bill lead was not one a child should be brought into.
As those thoughts ran through her head she became even more depressed than ever. She had loved Bill since she was sixteen and wanted to start a life with him, but it was too dangerous. Beatrix frowned deeply as tears ran down her face.
As she lay on the hotel bed she cried her heart out only to be interrupted by the telephone on the nightstand ringing. Sitting up quickly she stared at the phone with wide eyes wondering who would be calling her. With her hands still shaking she reached unsteadily for the receiver.
"Hello?" Beatrix asked.
"Hey, Kiddo! How's your mission so far?"
'Oh my god, its Bill! Calm down and maybe he won't know something is wrong!' Beatrix thought to herself.
"It's going great, Bill!"
"No it's not. What's wrong?'
'Too late.' She thought sourly.
"Nothing, Bill! I'm just a little tired after my plane ride here."
"Bea, you can tell me if something is wrong. I won't get angry."
"BILL, I'M ALRIGHT!"
"Okay, okay! Just remember that I'll be there at the hotel tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay, see you then."
"See ya then Bea. I love you."
Beatrix paused for a minute before responding.
"I love you, too."
She took the receiver from her ear and returned it to its normal place. She sighed heavily and lay back on the bed.
'Maybe I will tell him I'm pregnant.' Thought Beatrix. 'We both love each other and a baby will bring us closer. But what if he doesn't want a child? What if he tries to kill me, or worse abandon me?'
Shaking those thoughts away she closed her eyes to go to sleep. Tomorrow was the day. To tell him or not to tell him.
Should I continue?