Chapter Eight

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July 1994

Hannah wasn't even sure how it had happened, how her father had managed to pull some strings.

How she managed to tell her story of being with Alytain for one night. Hannah wasn't even sure if she had told the truth as she sat down with a journalist.

Bill sat by his daughter's side, he wasn't sure if he had called in the media for the sake of Hannah's unborn child or for the sake of his own regret for letting Hannah go out to a concert.

"Don't worry, we'll call you Belle." The journalist spoke.

Hannah smiled a little, she wasn't sure what this meant for her or the repercussion she was about to be caught in. 

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