pregnant?

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Ok sounds short chapter

Goths p.o.v.

I'm pregnant... He got me pregnant... I'm carrying a child... I'm carrying Palletes child. I'm carrying my child. Our child. I sat there staring blandly at pallete. I dont have a fast react time to stuff like this.
I blinked and my vision came. I saw Pallete crying looking down. I reached out and grabbed his hands and brought them to my stomach. He looked up and me with tears in his eyes. I gave him a big smile. He was shoocked and looked at me with a 'wha' look on his face.
"Pallete I don't care. It's our baby and I love you. You don't have to be sorry. It's our baby and I'll love it ither way." I say smiling and trying to make Pallete smile.
Pallete looked at me and smiled. He gave me a kind and pasonet kiss. Then he learns down and kissed my stomach. He stud up and helped me up. Pallete pulled up my shirt a bit and looked at the little soul. It was so small and cute. Pallete leaned down and bluw a rasbarry (that thing they ware you make a fart sownd. Ya) on my stomach. I laughed because it tickeld so much.
"Pallete s-stop t-that ti-tikles!" I laugh out. He stops and kisses me.

Sorry short it's late and I'm sleepy.

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