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It's been a year or two since I was kidnapped by John. I was probably 20 and John was 24 I think. My worries  of John killing me was gone, but it still gets to me at times. And I am now pregnant with my first child. John said that he is going to tell Sophie soon.
I hoped Sophie would not mind that her friend is now a father. When I told John we were pregnant he seemed concerned or like it wasn't supposed to happen like that, but he ensured me that it was perfectly fine. I hadn't been keep track of much of the days or my pregnancy. John and I quickly formed a boned and well things just went on from there.
Later that evening John came over to talk to me, "Sophie.....has....decided...to....move in with....her....boyfriend! Ya. " he said with thought.
I asked him why she just said that at such short notice. He explained that she left an hour ago to catch her plain. It was very odd for Sophie to leave like that, but maybe it was just to hard for her to say goodbye. John insisted that I don't worry about it and just rest. I was actually now aloud to move into the bigger house. Sophie's room would soon be the babies room, while John and I share a room. We didn't have much money so the babies room wasn't that decorated. Sophie also bought a new worbdrob, so I could have her old clothes. She was a very nice and thoughtful person, maybe I could see her again some day. Not!

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