Slap Yourself
And I will cook the white rice."
Silence.
The words were so casually spoken. So softly whispered.
Yet the weight of them crashed into Rose and Olivia like an avalanche.
Olivia gasped.
Rose's eyes widened in horror.
Did she just
No.
No, she didn't just say that.
Celestia's grin widened, as if savoring their reactions.
Her eyes gleamed dangerously.
She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice into a whisper.
"And I won't stop until I'm pregnant.
And then? I'll ask him to take responsibility."
A slow, mocking blink.
"And believe me… I'll make sure to do it all in front of you, bitch."
The words echoed through the room, cold and sharp like a blade.
Celestia wasn't joking.
She smirked, watching as Rose's entire body went rigid, as Olivia stood frozen behind her, shock overtaking them both.
She could do it.
If not for