~~~(POV: Jedi Knight Krayla Azure)~~~
~~~(Location: Private Room, Transport Ship Endurance, Corellian Hyperroute)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 20 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The contractions are getting closer in time... The medical droids attend to me as the pain continues. I was hoping to be back at the Temple before giving birth. Sadly, my due date came a little early.
I should've stayed there for my entire pregnancy to begin with. A diplomatic incident on a world in the Rim took my attention. The council was against my traveling in such a condition, but I sensed it was me who was supposed to help with the incident.
"You're contractions are almost five minutes apart, Master Azure. It won't be long before labor starts."
As much help as the medical droids are, it's not as comfortable as the idea of giving birth to my children at the Jedi Temple.
"Are they doing okay? There aren't any complications with them, right?"
The Jedi Code and way is to forgo attachments and remain detached from others. Being a mother changes that... My training as a Jedi says it's not allowed, but I've come to love my children. They're a gift from The Force itself.
My children are special.
Nine months ago, I became pregnant. When I was told that I was, it was hard to swallow. I had never been with a man before. And then I was suddenly pregnant.
When the Jedi High Council investigated, they sensed with The Force I was telling the truth and that I wasn't lying. It was a few weeks after I found out I was pregnant, and when I told the council, it was decided that I hadn't broken the Jedi Code.
I've only been a Knight for two years. Motherhood was never in the plan.
"Your babies are doing wonderful, Master Azure. You'll be able to hold them soon enough."
I'm lucky amongst Jedi that has had children. There are repercussions when this happens, but I didn't break the Jedi Code.
"That's good... That's good..."
I'll admit, I'm already tired from the stress. Had I known the onset of labor would be so tricky, I would've prepared. Learned how to ready myself for this particular part of the process. My eyes drift to the light of hyperspace out the window.
It's hard to believe that I'll finally hold my children in my arms after nine long months. There was a point in time I wanted to keep their genders a mystery, but I couldn't help myself around a month ago.
I'll be having a boy and a girl.
Fraternal twins were given to me by The Force itself. My babies are a miracle to me. A miracle to The Order.
A couple more minutes pass, and that's when I feel another contraction roar through me.
"HHHHAAAAAAAA!!"
The sound leaving my lips is a hissing scream this time around. The actual birth of my children is supposed to be worse than this pain. I'm not looking forward to it, but it's unavoidable now. There are drugs that could help.
But I want a natural birth.
~~~(POV: Jedi Grandmaster Aleya Zana)~~~
~~~(Location: Personal Chambers, Jedi Temple, Coruscant)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 48 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"Master Azure has begun labor, Master Zana. Her vital signs are strong, and so are the babies. It could take several hours, and we still have 30 hours before we reach Coruscant."
One of the medical droids informs me of young Azure's state... The girl had her 20th birthday a few months ago and is about to become a mother... Her Jedi responsibilities come first, and she knows that.
Knowing her children will be raised in The Order makes it easier for her. We've already confirmed they're force sensitive. We could sense it before Azure left for the diplomatic mission. Knight Azure herself has a midi-chlorian count of 17,700.
One of the highest in The Order.
When the children are born, we'll also have their blood drawn and tested. She was quite large by the time she left, and the council was initially against her going to help.
We decided to allow her since we also sensed the same as she did.
"That's excellent news to hear. After her labor is over and she's done resting. Have her call me on the holo. In the meantime, take care of her. This will be a great test to endure."
The holo is shut off with that, and I lean back in my chair. What's happened to Krayla is a first. A pregnancy born of The Force itself. Twins, no less. She's held to the Jedi Code and its teachings since she was a youngling.
When we found out she was pregnant, I was disappointed in her. Believing that she found a person she loved and began a relationship.
How wrong I was... Along with the rest of the council... We questioned her, and she didn't lie. Not a single time.
"All I can do now is wait..."
Krayla and I are good friends. She's the former padawan of the man I trained. I've seen my teachings, along with his, imparted to her. She's powerful and wise for her young age.
Seeing her as a mother and a Jedi Knight will be interesting. I know she can't leave her love for them behind. I wouldn't if I were her. Krayla's situation is special. Unique. Only time will tell how this all develops.
~~~(POV: NC-12 Medical Droid)~~~
~~~(Location: Private Room, Transport Ship Endurance, Corellian Hyperroute)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 35 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"Waaah!!"
"Waaaaaahh!!"
The daughter has been delivered two minutes after her brother's birth. I gently take the baby over to the table and wrap her in a blanket. Placing her next to her brother. Two other medical droids tend to them as I return to Master Azure.
Sweat runs down her head as she looks at her children across the room. She did very well. I take a rag and wipe off some of the sweat near her eyes so it's easier for her to see.
"Bring them here... I want to hold them..."
Protocol dictates that I not allow contact between mother and child until sufficient time has passed for me to make sure she's stable and clean.
"I'm sorry, Master Azure. Until we've cleared you medically, it'd be best for them to remain out of sight."
As I say that, the two droids attending to the babies are taken away. Her head follows them to the door. She's not struggling or fighting to get up and follow. All mothers struggle with this part. Since she's a Jedi, her handling of it is far better than what I've seen.
Before I can say anything else, an alarm goes off.
"Code Brown! Code Brown!"
That's not good. I look over to Master Azure, and she's sleeping. That's good. She doesn't need to be awake for this. I move behind her bed and press a button to unlatch it from the floor. Moving toward the door.
Suddenly, the transport ship exits hyperspace, and everyone in their rooms runs to any available escape pod.
The ship shakes violently, and everyone falls down except for us. I rush past everyone and head for the command deck. As I enter, there are people on the ground passed out. The impact was worse up here.
I move the bed toward one of the closest escape pods and place her inside. As I turn around, one of the other medical droids brings the daughter to me.
"Where is the son?"
This isn't good.
"NC-15 was destroyed in the impact. Protocol says I take the closest child to me."
I rush out of the escape pod and move down the corridor as quickly as my metal body will take me. People run past me, heading in the opposite direction for any escape pods that can be found.
As I enter the room, I see NC-15 on the ground in pieces. The baby boy is screaming on the table, and I approach him. I lift him and leave the room as quickly as possible. The halls are becoming empty.
I won't make it to the command deck in time. As I turn the corner, all the escape pods are being jettisoned. Except for one. All the way at the end of the hall. It's about to close.
"Wait! Please wait!!"
A head sticks out the door and looks down the hall to see me. My metal body only moves so fast; I'm lucky when a woman leaves the escape pod and meets me halfway.
"I've got him!"
She takes him from me and runs back to the escape pod. Another impact occurs, and I fall to the ground. As I do, I watch the escape pod's door close.
Good.
I saved him.
I did what my programming said.
~~~(POV: Annabella Saydra)~~~
~~~(Location: Escape Pod, Outerspace)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 31 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
The transport ship blows up as I watch from the viewport of the escape pod. We're packed to the brim in here. A storm of meteors crashes into the leftover debris of the ship. I'm pretty sure everyone got out.
"Gah."
"Ahh."
The noise from my arms takes my attention, and I look down. Seeing a newborn baby that I saved thanks to that medical droid only moments earlier. The bluest eyes I've ever seen tiredly look back at me.
He looks like he was just born. I wasn't aware of any women on board that were so close to a due date. His eyes stay open just a little longer before they close again, and he's sleeping.
"Wow. Talk about a shock. When was the last time you heard a rouge debris field intercepting the Correlian Hyperroute?"
One of the technicians of the transport ship was able to get on our escape pod. It's nice to see he's got a sense of humor.
"That's one way to put it. Coruscant will be alerted in a little while. These escape pods are hyperdrive capable, so we don't have to wait for help. I can take us to the nearest colonized planet. We won't have to wait three days for rescue."
Seems like people are already solving the problem. Not much for me to jump in with or for. Instead, I find an open seat. Some people will have to stand or sit on the ground. Having an infant in your arms allows for an open seat.
"You're my good luck charm, huh..."
I lift the baby closer and hold him like a person should. He snuggles closer, and my heart melts a little. I've never been a mother before, and don't think I'm mommy material.
Nevertheless, until I find him a permanent situation or his actual parents, I'll have to take care of him...
Ugh, I'm not looking to take care of a newborn...
"I can get us to Denon since it's the closest planet. We can get help there. I'd tell the other escape pods, but it looks like communications are out due to the debris from the ship. Everyone in favor?"
Voices come from everyone in agreement. Denon is a world second only to Coruscant. I'll be able to get some help with this little guy there. Not to mention, he'll probably get pretty hungry by then.
"Alright, it'll take about 11 hours to get there, but we'll make it."
Denon is the location where the Corellian and Hydian hyperroutes intersect. Been there a couple of times.
The guys who know what they're doing mess with the console, and we enter hyperspace. Leaving behind the rest of the escape pods. They'll have a similar idea if they know what's good for them.
For now, we've got to worry about us. Trying to save another escape pod when nothing is wrong is an excellent way to get killed.
"Looks like it's you and me for a while, little guy..."
The sleeping bundle of love does make me smile. I'm sure the mother must be worried to death about this. I know I would.
~~~(POV: Jedi Knight Krayla Azure)~~~
~~~(Location: Rescue Ship, Outerspace)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 20 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"Master Azure... It's imperative that you feed your daughter..."
The medical droid hands my little girl to me as we're resting in the medical bay of the rescue ship. We were in that escape pod for two and a half days. My thoughts are halted as I look upon my little girl...
Instead of fighting it, avoiding it, or ignoring it. I lower my medical gown and place her in a position to feed. It's not long before she's pulling away at her food source.
It's painful at first, but I get used to it. It's my first time feeding one of my babies... My baby... A terrible pain goes through me as I think about my son... Left behind on the transport ship...
The only lives lost were the crew on the command deck and the direct impact sites of the meteors.
Then my son too.
"The Jedi High Council wishes for an update... Shall I patch them in?"
A simple shake of my head is enough of an answer and the medical droid leaves. As my daughter feeds, all I can do is silently cry.
Never in my life have I felt such pain... My soul feels like it's been taken from me... That's when I feel a small hand run across the place she's feeding from, and I look down...
"I've still got you... I've got you..."
It hurts so much... But she makes it hurt a little less...
~~~(POV: Annabella Saydra)~~~
~~~(Location: Living Room, Apartment, Denon)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 31 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
The little tyke sucks away at the bottle as he's resting in my arms. I've gotten no help when it comes to finding this one's parents. Apparently, the passenger manifest doesn't state any pregnant women were on board.
Lucky me...
Thus begs the question of how a newborn baby was on the ship. I know the Republic lacks when it comes to major issues, but you'd think they know how to count people who come on and off ships.
"Tragedy and disaster have struck a transport ship traveling the Corellian hyperroute. Several are dead from a rogue debris field of meteors. Coruscant is issuing a state of caution on the Corellian hyperroute until investigations are clear."
Holonet reports aren't usually interesting since so much happens across the galaxy. That story changes when one of the major hyperlane routes is disturbed.
"Aaaahh!!"
An expression of joy comes from the little guy in my arms as he pushes away the bottle. A sigh escapes my lips. Seems my little friend here has gotten a burst of energy.
I think it's fair that I don't know how to entertain or care for a baby. Never planned to be a mother. Now, ones dropped into my life. I'm still trying to find answers to where he came from, but until then, he's my problem.
The Republic offered to send him to an orphanage until his birth parents or someone adopted him. But I was a part of the system for a long time, and it's not something I'm throwing a helpless little baby into.
Out of all the priorities The Republic has, taking care of and helping orphans isn't one of them.
"You've become a real pain in my butt; you know that, mister?"
My voice is more caring and happy than anything. In truth, I'm a little glad to have the company...
One thing I've learned is that he likes it when I hold him up and let his feet stand on my legs. He's not strong or flexible enough to stand up yet, but he does like pretending. Most of the time, he sleeps and cries.
It's only been eight days since he was given to me on the transport ship. This is all I've found when it comes to entertaining him.
"Laaa!"
A happy announcement comes from him as I smile at him. His hand moves to me as if asking to come closer. I bring him into my chest, and he lays his head on my shoulder. I can't help cuddling the guy a bit.
Rocking side to side comes to me at this moment, thinking it might be something he likes. I gently run my hand along his back in comfort.
As I look down, I see his eyes already closed.
While I don't want to be a mother...
I care about this ball of love...
This is the first chapter in my new Star Wars fanfiction. All chapters will be 2500 words or longer. If you want to read ahead of this chapter, you know what to do.
Word Count: 2763
~~~(POV: Annabella Saydra)~~~
~~~(Location: Kitchen & Dining Room, Apartment, Denon)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 31 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
Three whole months have passed, and I've gotten nowhere when it comes to finding Adrens birth parents. The agency I've been in contact with says they'll be naming me as his guardian. They've simply thrust him upon me.
"Gaaaah!"
Thunk!
I turn around, and Adrens bottle of milk is on the ground again. He's becoming a handful as of late. Moving his body around more and becoming familiar with his limbs.
He watches me with a smile on his face as I approach him. Lifting him out of the feeding stool and holding him in my arms. A rag is in my hands soon enough, and I'm cleaning off his milk-covered face.
"Oh, Adren... You're lucky you're so cute... Now, open your mouth for mommy."
Okay, fine!
I've come to love him as if he were my son. When I was asked to adopt him, I didn't think twice. I had already taken care of him for two months at that point. A lot has changed since he's come into my life.
Mostly me.
I'll have a transport ship arranged to take me to Nar Shaddaa in a few days. As much as I don't want to be in Hutt Space. There are jobs on the Hutt world where someone with my skillset can thrive. As one of the best Hacker and Splicers around, it's a perfect place.
Adren is my first priority. Living on Denon is fine, but my funds will run out by the end of the year if I stay here. And all the opportunities to make Credits on Denon risk making powerful megacorporations upset.
If given a choice between pissing off a megacorp or some rich gangster, I'll choose rich gangster every time.
It's not like they can find out who I am anyway. Megacorps, on the other hand, aren't something you mess with.
"There we go."
Adren eventually cooperates with me and is now peacefully sucking on his milk bottle. I walk out of the kitchen and head for the living room. Taking a seat on the sofa with Adren in hand. His head leans on my shoulder as he sucks on his bottle.
There are news reports about increased piracy in the Colonies, the Expansion, and the Rim areas of the galaxy. Many of the planets being affected are turning to the Republic for help.
"My, my... Someone needs a diaper change. Ugh!"
The familiar smell of a dirty diaper makes itself known.
"Eheh!"
"Hahaha! Is that right?"
My son's happy, satisfied giggle forces a laugh of my own to escape. My life has been better since he's come into it. I can't say I'm not worried about exposing him to a bad life, but I've got something on Nar Shaddaa that'll set me up for life.
One last big score, and I can head into the sunset with my ball of love here.
~~~(POV: Jedi Knight Krayla Azure)~~~
~~~(Location: Meditation Room, Jedi Temple, Coruscant)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 20 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
Meditation isn't helping today.
My thoughts keep going back to Taylor and how she's doing. The council thought it best I have some distance between my daughter and I. Saying I've become too attached to her. In every other part of the galaxy, it's a natural thing.
In the Jedi way of life, it's not. I've always stood by The Order. Thought its decisions and commitments were the right ones. I'll always be a Jedi.
That doesn't mean this isn't hard for me to accept. Being away from Taylor for six days has been hard enough. And I'm supposed to stay away until the council deems it okay for me to be around her again.
My own child...
In the end, they're just being cautious. Too many Jedi have fallen from the Light because of personal attachments. It's wise on their end. As much as I don't like it...
My daughter is remarkable, even among the Jedi. Her midi-chlorian count is higher than my own at 23,400. Highest the Order has seen before.
"I take it you're not adjusting to your time apart from her?"
The familiar voice is one of the people who were against the idea of separating Taylor and me. He's a good friend, someone my late Master knew very well.
"Is it that obvious, Haden..."
I appreciate his concern and his disapproval of their decision. But it's a majority rule.
"That it is, my friend. The infinite wisdom of the council seems to be lacking in this regard, no?"
The joking tone in his voice does help me smile a little. He's one of the controversial Jedi of our Order. He constantly questions the council. When he was offered a lifetime seat, I thought he'd reject it.
But he didn't.
I asked him one time... Why he accepted it... Told me it's to hold the council accountable and ensure they hear all sides of a problem. Not just the Jedi thinking side.
In his words, at least.
"I miss her... More than I ever thought I would..."
Taylor has helped me more than anyone has in getting over the loss of her brother. I don't think I'll ever truly get over my loss, but it's my duty to try.
"What's it like, being a mother?"
I don't know how to describe it. It's one of the best things in the galaxy. The fact my daughter will grow to be a Jedi gives me great pride. I'll enjoy seeing her grow up... What decisions she'll make...
"I don't know how to put it in words... It's like a part of yourself that's come to life... An extension of everything you are... Someone that you'll love unconditionally and do the same for you..."
That's what I get from Taylor. Unconditional love. The nights she's crying and in turmoil are the hardest for me. My bond with her tells me how she's doing.
"I've been doing my best to convince the council to let you be with her at this time in her life. But eventually, you'll have to let her go so she can become a Jedi."
I know... I know...
"Thank you, Haden. Master Garness would be proud of you. He'd have been the first to hold them... Her..."
A habit I've yet to break...
Haden makes his way over to me and places a hand on my shoulder.
"May The Force be with you, Krayla."
May The Force be with you.
~~~(POV: Jedi Master Haden Larkor)~~~
~~~(Location: High Council Chambers, Jedi Temple, Coruscant)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 36 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"I understand where you're coming from, Master Larkor. This is a first for our Order. Knight Azure never broke the Jedi Code. However, allowing a Jedi and their child a close relationship sets a dangerous precedent."
Master Hendi doesn't understand anything.
What precedent is there to allow?
Some members of our Order have wives and children due to their race being in decline. How is that better than Krayla's situation?
"Tezor, you must see that what I'm saying is a fact."
Master Hendi clasps his hands together and goes into deep thought. As the Master of The Order, he outranks me. However, that doesn't mean he can disregard my opinions. I'm a member of this council.
"Hmm... What if this inspires other Jedi to start havin-!"
I stand up abruptly and look Master Hendi in the eyes. It's rare for me to ever get frustrated or upset. Let alone in the council room. These are extenuating circumstances, though.
"She's already lost one child."
I leave the council room with firm words and thoughtful expressions behind me. It's not long before I'm in the elevator and leaving the High Council Tower.
The moment I lean against the railing behind me, a sigh escapes my lips. I've been going back and forth with them for a week now, and I'm gaining little ground each day. Krayla has been following the orders she's been given.
Meditating every day and staying away from her daughter. She's an incredibly strong Jedi. Even stronger than I thought she'd be through all this.
"What am I going to do... What would you do, old friend..."
I look out the window as I think about Master Garness. Roland. Old Garn. Not actually old... Died long before his time should've come...
He'd know what to do... He always had a way of getting the council to listen... The door opens, and I see a fellow Master and council member. He must've just gotten back from an assignment.
"Greetings, Master Yoda. It's good to see you."
A smile forms on the oldest Jedi I personally know in The Order.
"Good to see you, it is."
Yoda has been more open-minded when given reason. Perhaps I can have him help me persuade the council...
Only one way to find out.
~~~(POV: Annabella Saydra)~~~
~~~(Location: Private Room, Transport Ship, Corellian Hyperroute)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 31 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
We're almost there.
Many claim Nar Shaddaa to be one of the worst places in the galaxy. They're right. It's not somewhere you want to settle down and build a life.
Being a world built from The Hutt Cartels' wealth, it's a place filled with opportunities to get what I need. Now that I have Adren to take care of, it's time I got out of this dangerous life. The job I've lined up has been in the making for two years.
I'll have a week to finish it, starting in four days. It's easy in terms of taking it. A horde of Credits I can use to build any life I want for Adren and me.
Speaking of my boy, he's in the middle of a heavy nap. As the days pass by, it takes just a little longer for him to tucker out. Putting a lot of stress on me, that's for sure. But the good kind of stress. The kind that makes a Mother a Mother.
Whoever or wherever his parents are, I hope they're okay. A part of me still wants to find them. To give them back their son. He's just as much mine now... I haven't been searching as hard as I used to...
"We'll be exiting hyperspace in 30 minutes. Thank you for traveling."
The 30-minute warning comes through the intercoms throughout the ship. It's enough to wake up Adren. His crying makes it apparent. As I approach him and pick him up, I can't help thinking I might be making a mistake...
The kind of life and environment I'm exposing him to... The dangers of what I do... I've never been caught. I always steal an amount that won't be missed. Not this time, though... It'll be a haul for the ages...
That amount of stolen Credits will be seen, and the Hutts will ask questions. Doing this on my own is another safety precaution. No one will rat you out if you don't work with anybody.
"Adren... The loud man is gone now... You can stop crying..."
I softly whisper into his ear as I rock him. He calms down after a few seconds and looks at me. His eyes start getting heavy again, and they soon shut again.
Time passes, and the transport ship exits hyperspace. Adren sleeps in my arms as I look out the viewport and see Nar Shaddaa. It has many nicknames. The most popular are Little Coruscant and Narsh. Those are the ones you hear frequently.
The ship lands, and everyone begins leaving the transport ship. Wearing a hood and cloak is an excellent way to keep things on a low profile. I make it to a hotel with everything I need to pull off the job I've planned.
Until then, I'll just spend time with Adren and review everything.
Life will get much better once we're on a world of paradise and luxury where I never have to worry about finances again. Adren can have the life he deserves. That's something worth pursuing. No matter what it might cost me.
~~~(POV: Bounty Hunter Zafar Fett)~~~
~~~(Location: Private Viewpoint, Looking At An Apartment, Nar Shaddaa)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 42 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
She's been planning something for the past four days, and it looks like whatever she's doing is happening now. A droid is being left with the baby she's got. Intel said she doesn't have a kid... I need to find a better information dealer...
Eir'mo The Hutt wants me to keep an eye on Annabella. Saying she's a Hacker and Splicer from the Core and Colony worlds. Been to Nar Shaddaa a few times.
The reason she isn't dead is because Eir'mo and his inner circle are the only ones who know about her. Her talents are top-of-the-line. Plus, she's never hit anything that has belonged to Eir'mo. His competitors, on the other hand, have been stolen from.
She's a smart one. Only taking enough not to raise any flags or suspicions. Eir'mo wouldn't have found it if not for a rookie mistake. It was her first job, and he's been watching her ever since.
"This is Fett. Target is moving locations. She's leaving the child behind."
All I've been tasked with is watching her and reporting her movements. Eir'mo keeps a close eye on her whenever she comes to Nar Shaddaa.
My fees go up the longer I'm on a retainer like this, so it doesn't matter to me. If the girl had any wisdom left, she'd leave Nar Shaddaa and find a place where she's not known. Sadly for her, she doesn't know Eir'mo knows about her.
"Eir'mo says to tail her and see what she's up to. If you find anything of value, report it immediately."
Eir'mo doesn't usually watch something valuable. All he does is take what he wants. It makes me wonder why he hasn't captured and enslaved the woman yet. It's uncharacteristic of him.
Perhaps he wants to see the extent of her abilities.
Time will tell...
~~~(POV: Jedi Knight Krayla Azure)~~~
~~~(Location: Personal Chambers, Jedi Temple, Coruscant)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 20 Years)~~~
~~~(Date: 585 BBY)~~~
"Gah!"
"Raaah!"
Little Taylor moves her arms around with excitement as I finish bathing her. Voicing her joy in the process. Yesterday, the High Council decided that I should be allowed to be with my daughter during this time in her life.
Haden and Yoda have done me an excellent service. I don't think I'd be with her now without them. They were able to convince the council of this much.
"Oh, my little girl! Aren't you full of energy!"
She laughs as I hold her above my head and help her pretend she's flying around the room. All she can do is smile and laugh.
It's not long before we have to stop and take a break. Sitting on my bed, she makes it clear she's hungry. She starts trying to get through my robe. I'm glad she remembers me. I was afraid she'd forgotten me...
Undoing my robe and giving her access to feed is an easy process. A sigh releases from me as I adjust to the pain.
"Hungry, huh..."
Her eyes are closed as she sucks away. Life is just starting for her... Her brother is one with The Force now... It's still hard, but not as much as before...
Taylor will have to live for her brother, and so will I.
Here's to it being Friday. Enjoy the chapter. If you want to read ahead, you know what to do.
Word Count: 2578
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