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I wasn't having this. Two weeks or so after the miscarriage Tom forced me to have, I devised a plan in my head. I knew he planned to have sex with me soon, I could tell. However what I didn't tell him was that just the night before when he had Georg, Gustav and Bill, over I had sex with Bill again in the downstairs bathroom. My plan was that I'd get pregnant again, and when Tom had sex with me, since they were identical twins, he'd had no clue the child wasn't his. I thought my plan would be smart, and surely he wouldn't find out about it. In a way, what I wanted to do was avenge my baby that was taken away from me almost as soon as I got it. I began to feel myself getting the symptoms of pregnancy recently too, such as a missed cycle and nausea, as well as fatigue. Tom seemed to suspect nothing surprisingly, and I planned to tell him about my suspicion of being pregnant. I knew that if I told him, he'd believe it was his since he had no clue about Bill and I. Believe me, I'm still not exactly friends with Bill after the whole betrayal scenario, but I know that he would want his baby avenged as well, so we both agreed to try for another one which did thankfully work.

When I told Tom about the pregnancy, his reaction was completely different to last time. He seemed to be confused for a minute or so, however quickly realised what I meant, and oddly enough, he was excited and happy. Probably because he suspected it was his. I wouldn't consider myself an actress, but I was one good keeper of secrets. I was always good at keeping my lips sealed once I understood a situation and knew when to do so. Something inside me began to feel more alive again after I got pregnant for the second time. It was like my baby from before decided to come back, and have a second try at life. Even through my pregnancy, I wouldn't be allowed to go visit nurses or doctors for ultrasounds as I couldn't leave the house, and so when I eventually give birth I'd have to do so in his house. Another upside is that I get fed more and taken care of more so that the baby grows strong, which could give me a decent supply of food for while, which I could definitely do with. He even got me even more stuff as a celebration for my pregnancy for a baby that wasn't even his.

It was then an idea hit me.

If I take advantage of him more for the murder of my baby, maybe then he won't dare harm any of my children. I planned on what to do. To taunt him further, what if I had a child with each of the members of his band, and only when the children are safe away from him would I admit what I did. Maybe that would be the real way to deter him.

And that was exactly what I was going to do.

(Sorry this one is shorter pookies, I need to build on my plot a lot more, so here's just a dive into Renée's thoughts and intentions. I'll make sure to write a proper length one for the next chapter 🫶🫶)

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