I could try again.. She said it could still happen…
“How many more times…”
I knew my voice could barely be heard, but I still asked. Then I regretted my question immediately. How could she possibly answer that question?
The memories of his touch flooded my mind, and the idea he would touch me again made my heart race.
Estrella hesitated for a moment. “Well... It depends. But, as many as it takes.”
The past few minutes had been like riding on a roller coaster. I was heartbroken and scared one moment, and was filled with hope the next.
Then… the thought of him bedding me again…
I had tried not to think about that night, but found myself more than once late at night wanting to touch myself to the memories he and I had created. I felt torn between the emptiness of not being pregnant and the desire to be with him again.
