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          Elsa couldn’t stand to look at the plastic stick on the counter. The timer on her iPhone had gone off a long time ago, & she couldn’t bring herself to look at the pregnancy test. She didn’t need to look. She knew in her heart that she was indeed [ pregnant ]. She wanted to be happy. She truly did & in the briefest of moments, she was. She was in utter bliss. She and the man she loved created something beautiful together. However, now that she truly had a moment to think, she knew that there was no way in hell Hans would be happy about this. He would see their child as a mistake, a barrier to his future & he would grow to hate their child. He would grow to hate her.

         Soft sobs echoed around the bathroom. She didn’t want that for them. There was a question to whether or not they would even have a future together. Regardless of how much SHE HERSELF wanted a future with him, she had no idea what he wanted. This was just supposed to be [ sex ]. Straight up [ fucking ]. Nothing more. Now look where they are. She loved him & he was incapable of loving her. And now she was pregnant with his child. God above, what is she going to do?

         riiiiiing. 

         Elsa jumped up & immediately wiped away her tears. There was no way to hide the fact that she just spent the last ten minutes or so crying. Hopefully, it was just the delivery man. But of course, when has fate ever been kind to her when she was already down. The moment she opened the door, eyes widened.

                  ❝F-fuck, I thought you weren’t flying in until later. I would have
                    picked you up from the airport.                                 

  Come in. Wow I’m sorry it’s a bit of a mess here. Anna just finished
  moving her things to Kristoff’s place so I’m trying to figure stuff
  out.❞          [ like a nursery for example ]

  ––––––  ☂  ––––––    

          “ my flight came in much earlier than
             expected.       I caught the subway. " 

   she knew instantly that something was wrong with Elsa. she
   didn’t need to see the fading redness beneath her eyes or the
   way her fingers curled at her sides. she just knew. when Elsa
   was upset, no matter what she did to CONCEAL it, Evelyn was
   the first to sense her pain, always. but she was smart enough
   know when to PUSH and when not to, so she only just quietly
   stepped inside without so much as a word.    

                                         ” it’s no trouble, really. I just got my own
                                            apartment,          I know how it can be. “     

                   she sat on a bar-stool, laying her bag on the ground. Elsa was
                   always the one to comment on her packing light, but she’d really
                   never had much to bring. Evelyn had never owned much to her
                   name besides a few books. but she was comfortable that way,
                   regardless of what others thought.   

     ” I do hope Chistery &Killyjoy will be alright without me for
        a few days. Malky tends to fend for herself, but the other
        two –––––––––––––––     god only knows the trouble they
        can get themselves into. how is Marshmellow, then? “

                               her  fingers   tap   on   the  linoleum,   a friendly
                               smile. Evelyn was no fool, but neither was Elsa.