The News

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I was laying on Drake's chest in bed, when I realized that I wasn't feeling well. I didn't want to alarm him, so I just told him, "Babe, I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be back," with a smile. I then made my way to the bathroom and took my boxed pregnancy test from the cabinet. Reluctantly, I opened it up, and used it. Within seconds a result has come up. Oh my god, I thought. The test indicated that I was surely pregnant. "DRAKE, COME HERE, PLEASE," I screamed. Drake then walked into the bathroom. "What's wrong, baby?" he questioned, concerned. I showed him the pregnancy test. "I-I-I'm pregnant, Drake!" I cried. "I'm not ready to be a mom!" I sobbed. "And I'm not ready to be a dad," he replied blankly. He hugged me tight. "It's okay, baby. We'll make it through this - I promise," he promised. "Okay," I agreed. And on that note, we went back to the bed and fell asleep together.

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