Emilie's Baby

"I think I might be in trouble, Nicky." I whispered, sitting on my bed. Nick sat with me, taking my hand in his and rubbing circles over the backs of my hands. He was attempting to comfort me in the only way he knew how at the moment. I knew he was thinking about what to say, but honestly, there wasn't anything to say. I was in trouble. Deep, deep trouble.

"Em, you're - you're not pregnant, are you?" And there it was.

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