CHAPTER 40.

　　~Avery~

　　I was sitting on the edge of my bed, my face buried in my hands.

　　A soft knock sounded on the door but my mind and thoughts were elsewhere.

　　After James had told me that I was pregnant my first reaction was to run. So I came up here and hid away from the people who had all cheered in glee and congratulated me.

　　They all knew this major thing but didn't tell me. The thing, however, that bothered me most was that I didn't figure it out on my own. What does this say about my motherly instincts and how will I ever be able to raise a child?

　　The bed sunk down beside me and a soft, lean hand came up to caress my head.

　　”How are you doing?” Amber asked softly as she stroked my hair in a soothing motion.

　　”I’m eighteen, Amber, how am I supposed to raise a child?” I lifted my head and looked at her through my sniffles.

　　”You won't be alone, we will all be here. And you’re going to be an amazing mother,”

　　”How do you know?”