11. More Like Her
Her next note was folded under, so that the bottom of the page created a pouch. It was slightly heavy, and he considered it thoughtfully before reading the nervously trembly characters above the pouch.
I always wanted to be more like her—like Sango.
More sure of myself, more confident in who I am and who I want to be.
And you, Sesshomaru, have made me that way.
I feel beautiful when I'm near you, desirable, loved. You've made me realize that there are things that I don't need—like to be a copy of anyone else. I am my own person, but…there is one thing I have in common with Sango.
Look inside.
Curious—and with some part of him frighteningly hopeful—Sesshomaru pried the folds apart and dumped its contents into his palm.
A pregnancy test.
A positive pregnancy test.
He bypassed the next note altogether.
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