TWENTY FIVE

~CLAIR~

How can I be pregnant? "Seriously?", she asks happily. I turn to face her with tears falling down my cheeks. "Why are you crying?", she rushes to me. "I'm going to be a terrible mother", I tell her. "Don't say that", she says. "What if he finds me? He'll kill my unborn baby", I cry.

She pulls me in her arms and kisses my forehead. "He'll never find you? Clair, that was in the past. He won't kill your baby at all", she tells me. I wipe my tears and place my hand on my still flat stomach. A small smile formed on my lips and then it turned to a frown.

"How am I going to tell Matteo?". She pulls me to my feet and grabs the sticks. "I know how to tell him", she walks to the kitchen with me at her back. Throwing two sticks into the bin, she puts the remaining one inside a transparent nylon and turns to face me.