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The past several weeks had been exasperating for Leah Winters. She had been torn between two loves and finally broken the heart of one she had the most history with. She regretted her actions and most nights wished desperately to be under Link's muscle toned body, regardless of what his personal feelings for her were. She knew that this longing was partly because Henry had not been around much, and she wondered if he decided to use her and throw her away, something he had promised he would not do. She trusted him, and now it was yet another thing she could add to her list of mistakes.
Leah decided to continue life as normal, although behind the pale mask of expressionless emotions she hid the seed of sadness, threatening to bloom when it least should. It was incredible how something that she was put through in the past was now shoved upon her in the present. It was time to begin to heal, Leah knew this, but just when she felt like she could try, yet another worry crossed her mind. The potential child resting in her womb.
It was something she had neglected to think of when she enjoyed herself with Henry and Link, and now the past negligence was coming to call. Leah did not have all the usual symptoms, but the day she woke up with her head in the toilet expelling her stomachs contents it suddenly hit her. She began to count on her fingers the last time the monthly curse had come to call, and it was realized that it definitely had been a while since experiencing it.
Leah was afraid, something odd to feel when normally she felt confident in all aspects of life. Another thing that was just as frightening was the question of the child's father. Link had been in her life before Henry, and the passionate nights with them did not happen too long ago. The question of who was now up in the air. She could determine who it would be once told how many weeks, but what would she do then?
Leah didn't allow herself to panic, although that was precisely what she wanted to do. Instead, she asked a female Death Eater about a healer and got the name, Nicolette Styx. She knew the name... The Styx were very large supporters of the dark movement, and logically the Styx woman was the only appropriate choice. She wanted privacy, and St Mungo's was much to be desired.
Leah decided to continue life as normal, although behind the pale mask of expressionless emotions she hid the seed of sadness, threatening to bloom when it least should. It was incredible how something that she was put through in the past was now shoved upon her in the present. It was time to begin to heal, Leah knew this, but just when she felt like she could try, yet another worry crossed her mind. The potential child resting in her womb.
It was something she had neglected to think of when she enjoyed herself with Henry and Link, and now the past negligence was coming to call. Leah did not have all the usual symptoms, but the day she woke up with her head in the toilet expelling her stomachs contents it suddenly hit her. She began to count on her fingers the last time the monthly curse had come to call, and it was realized that it definitely had been a while since experiencing it.
Leah was afraid, something odd to feel when normally she felt confident in all aspects of life. Another thing that was just as frightening was the question of the child's father. Link had been in her life before Henry, and the passionate nights with them did not happen too long ago. The question of who was now up in the air. She could determine who it would be once told how many weeks, but what would she do then?
Leah didn't allow herself to panic, although that was precisely what she wanted to do. Instead, she asked a female Death Eater about a healer and got the name, Nicolette Styx. She knew the name... The Styx were very large supporters of the dark movement, and logically the Styx woman was the only appropriate choice. She wanted privacy, and St Mungo's was much to be desired.