"M-Mother..."
"Valentine... Christine, what are you too, h-how, w-when..." Annabelle quivered, her entire body shook and she seemed to lose strength in her legs, she was almost about to fall.
Valentine hurriedly tried to separate himself from Christine and assist her, but... he didn't do so in the end.
Her quivering eyes regarded him as if awaiting an explanation, a lie, anything.
Christine evaded her mother's gaze, but didn't show a better reaction, she didn't even cover herself, there was nothing to explain, her brother is still inside her, his seed sloshing around, what is there to explain?
"Mother, please... wait outside... we will explain everything." Valentine finally spoke, his calmness struck Annabelle harshly.
"S-Son... why?"
"Mother, please."
With no other option and only sending a fierce glare to Christine, she departed the room, intending to go to the dining room, calm herself and await an explanation.
