The Scarlet Manes

I was becoming so excited with my pregnancy.

I loved my bump and thought I looked so cute with it. Ronan loved touching and kissing it, not to mention talking to it. I thought it was absolutely adorable.

I do believe my bump made Grant more upset. It was proof that there really was a child inside of me that he didn’t create. He didn’t talk to me much, even when we were alone. It was exactly the way Ronan had wanted it.

Grant miserable with our happiness and having a front row seat to it.

It was sick and twisted, but I understood. I guess that’s why you don’t fuck your brother’s wife.

I was becoming exhausted again and spent a lot of days in bed, just watching television and eating my special crackers. They were so good and helped with the sickness.

Grant would just sit in the armchair and watch whatever I put on and not say a word. He would occasionally laugh or scoff at the drama of the show, but that was it.

This particular morning I couldn’t drag myself out of bed.

I was real