I. Am. Going. To. Kill. Christopher. Cerulli. "You fucking prick!" I scream at him as he kisses my forehead.
"Take it easy Blythe. It's almost over. I promise it's going to be worth it." Chris smooths my hair.
The doctor comes in and checks my dilation. "Well Mrs. Cerulli, you're about to become a mother."
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Metallic Memoriam
FanfictionThe final (maybe) book of the Metal Hearts fanfiction series. Includes a few surprises and is very open to suggestions from readers.
