#Chapter297
/"I was only pregnant for like five minutes; how can it make everything fall apart?/" I get tearful, washing waves of something sliding up me and I am suddenly so utterly tired. I’m emotionally exhausted and this is all t so tiring.
/"He’s a Carrero, they are notoriously bad for insta-love …Whereas you and I, we take a little longer to let it sink in and become real. It doesn’t mean that we don’t immediately feel something inside…We hide it from ourselves and let all the fear consume us./" She hits the nail on the head with that one. I know that the weeks leading to this were all shrouded in fear about what I was going to do.
/"Is this my fault? … Because I didn’t want to be pregnant./" I say it out loud, a tremor in my voice and she grips my hand again.
/"It’s no one’s fault, Sophie. Nature has a lot to answer for and there were a million possible reasons it didn’t progress. This was not your fault. Nothing you did made this happen./"
