chapter eleven

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This can't be good.

**beau's p.o.v **

She has been in the bathroom for a while. I slowly make my way over and sit at the bathroom door.

"Are you okaii Charlotte?" I whisper to the door. Hoping she can hear me.

U hear her shuffle around.

"No one has called me that in a long time, I'm fine beau." She whispers back to me. "But beau..." She trails off.

"Yes babe. " I say fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

She starts crying slightly. " I'm pregnant beau... I don't know what to do." I can't believe this.

"Open this door Charlotte Anne Mare." I demand. I don't believe this.

We both shuffle to our feet.

She unlocks the door. Her face is red and kinda puffy.

"I know for a fact beau brooks. It's your baby." I look her dead in the eyes. All I can see is fear. Pain. Worry.

I don't want my princess like this. Then I look at her arms. She is trying to cover something. I know what it is..

She has done this before. I try helping her alot. She just needs someone there to talk to.

I grab her wrist slowly and pull up her sleeve. To my terror there are lost of large deep thrashes. I don't like this.

"Well princess. Let's make you my queen so we can have a perfect Kingdom right here." I smile at her slightly and kiss the cuts on her arm. There is nothing else I can do. I know if I give into trouble she will feel worse. So I don't. I just monitoring her.

I walk out of the bathroom. And she follows me. We walk slowly into the bedroom. We have plenty of room for a baby in this house.

Well that answers my question.

Now for the next one.

How does she know it's mine?

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