If You Care about Her, Leave

Percival's eyes were dark as night. He reached out to touch Eulalia's cheek, his lips curling into a smirk. "Once you're better, I'll make sure you get pregnant again."

Eulalia looked pale as a sheet. After a brief shiver, her mind cleared a bit. "Sure," she said.

Percival paused, surprised. Was Eulalia actually being agreeable for once?

Just like that, Eulalia’s eyes changed, going all dark and intense. She looked at him like he was something she wanted to squash. “So what? One baby gone, two babies gone. Same difference.”

“You!” He lifted his hand, but Eulalia just glared back, unflinching.

“Go on, hit me. Make sure you aim for the baby maker!”

"You think I can't handle you, Eulalia? If I want you to have children, there are plenty of ways. I could break your legs and chain you to the bed. You'll be helpless, forced to watch as your belly grows and you give birth to one child after another."

Percival always made it disgustingly clear: she was less than a pet to him, kept around only