Corrin sighed deeply and ran her hands across her still-flat stomach has she dressed. She looked modest and unassuming enough, her thick brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail high on her head and humble, bland make-up adorning her striking face. She was not beautiful, exactly. No, she was beautiful inexactly: her nose was a bit bigger than it needed to be and had a slight crook in it (a reminder of high school fights), her lips were almost too full for her face and her eyebrows refused to be even. However her eyes, her eyes could pierce anything and her stare could elicit honesty from anyone. They were colourless, by which is meant the colour was indescribable. Her drivers license claimed they were grey, her mother claimed they were the colour of the sea, her father that they were the colour of her soul and the sea and magick and not grey nor hazel nor any other colour. She stared at herself in the mirror and wondered if the child she hadn't asked for would have her eyes.

She wiped tears as they fell from her soul-sea-magick coloured eyes as she thought of him. Damn him and everyone like him. Derek had left the moment she'd told him she was pregnant and later sent his brother too pick up his clothes and cds and knick-knacks. It wasn't her fault but it wasn't his fault either. They were in this together, or at least they should have been, but he seemed to think she should bear it alone. She sighed and daubed strawberry lip-gloss on her too-full lips. She smiled when she saw her inexactly beautiful face and her exactly beautiful body in the full- length mirror. She rested her hands on her slim hips, wondering how long they would stay like that and for that matter, how long her stomach would stay flat and her breasts would stay there normal size and how long she had before her feet swelled and her back ached.

Corrin wished there were an easy answer to all this, Derek had tried to convince her to get an abortion, but it simply wasn't something she could do. At times she hated her mixed up politics, believing a woman's right to choose and a baby's right to live all at once. She pushed a non-existent hair off her almost too-high forehead and sighed again. She couldn't exactly afford to keep it; she could barely afford to feed herself and on occasion couldn't afford it. She wasn't sure she could bear to give it up for adoption, especially not if it had those soul-magick-sea eyes.

"I wish I knew what to do."

She heard a voice say, "I wish the goblins would come and take you away right now, that's not hard is it?"

She laughed and turned off her DVD player (a gift from Derek when they'd been together). She certainly didn't have time to watch a movie when Katheriene was expecting her in – oh no, was that the time? When Katheriene was expecting her twenty minutes ago!