America

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I am so terrified. I don't know how to explain.

As we go back inside, I realize. Everyone is going to have to know. On Friday. I gulp. How can we do it? I know the fallen Queen Amberly did it four times but only had a celebration for one. Miscarriage. I don't want Maxon to go through that. But I have no choice. Choices. Do I really want the baby? It's another person to take care of.

Stop, America, I think to myself. Think about the baby.

"America, merica, meri, mer!" I hear Aspen call out. The echoing of his voice reverberates throughout my head.

"Yes..." I whisper.

I faint.

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