chapter 8

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Another month has passed, and Marissa still hasn't told her parents. She decided tonight was going to be the night.

It was dinnertime, and Marissa was extremely nervous.

"Mom, Dad. I have something to tell you," she said.

"What is it, dear?" asked her mom.

"I'm pregnant," she said, barely audible. But her parents heard her loud and clear.

"Marissa Faith Brooks Squires!" her mother roared. "How could you do this to yourself?!"

"This is going to affect not just you, but us as well," said her father. "We can't afford to raise a baby. You know that!"

"Ashley says he can pay for everything," Marissa said.

"Marissa!" said her mother. "We trusted you with this boy, and you let us down."

"I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?" Marissa said.

"Of course, sweetheart," they said as they got up and hugged her.

Marissa was relieved at her parents' reaction because they didn't kick her out, they didn't say she couldn't see Ashley anymore, and they didn't force anything on her.

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