"Did I tell you how beautiful you look when you cry like that?" His calm, his voice so relaxed and his serenity attract my attention, looking at him with an expression that surely makes me look ugly, I pout, "love, you are not pregnant," he smile, “the period has to be something else and ..." he threw me at him and I keep crying, that scare that I got was not pleasant, knowing that this violation could bring me more serious consequences scared me a lot. “Quiet Sweet, everything is fine,” he caress my back, “there is no baby for now and when there is, it will be mine alone."...