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Azara Layan Mahmoud:
Not Pregnant.
"That's good right?" Rena says from beside me, taking the test in her hands.
It is good. right?
"Yeah." I mumble not even sure myself.
"Zara what's wrong now." Rena groans making me smile at her.
"I just, like, i don't know." I say not even sure of what to think.
Me and Enyo have been trying but i don't really know what to think. I've always wanted kids of my own at a very young age. So when the topic came up with Enyo he said the same thing. He also mentioned how the mafia needed an heir and the worried me insanely.
I most definitely do not want my kid do grow up in this environment. I told him but he avoided it, changing the subject completely.
"You wanted it to be positive didn't you?" She already knows me better then i do.
"I suppose i did." I let out a breath i didn't know i was holding smiling slightly.
It's no big deal, theres really no rush.
"You worry me." Rena laughs making me smile and throw the pregnancy test in the bin.
"It's whatever at least we can still get pregnant together." I wink at her and she roles her eyes with a tint of pink on her cheeks.
"I already asked Lia for birth control, no way in hell am i having that mans babies. Can you imagine mini hims around? Demanding everything and everyone." She laughs making me laugh with her.
I make my way to my bed and she follows.
"Also is it just me or is Dahlia like wiered around me? Like have i done something to her or something?" She asks me and i crack up.
How can she not see it?
"She likes you dumbass." I wait for her reaction and she widens her eyes in shock.
"She's not gay." She responds confidently.
"She's bisexual according to Enyo, and their pretty fucking close soooo." I chew my gummy bares that i brought today.
"Yeah bu-" "WARRICKS AWAKE." Someone screams making me and Rena rush out of the room.
He's been knocked out for 2 days due to the fact he keeps trying to fly back out and save Satori.
Oh yeah Satori.
Is it bad that i forgot about her?
Not in a bad way it's just i don't want to be worried about her, but how can i not when she's with the man who raped her.
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