Shock and disbelief washed through her face when she heard her husband's words. Slowly, she turned towards Elle, and her eyes lowered to her flat stomach before slowly going back to her face. It couldn't be true.
"Tell me it's not true." She pleaded. She didn't want to believe that it was. She didn't have the heart to take it, and she wasn't ready for something as huge as this. Her feet subconsciously took a step towards Elle, while her red eyes desperately begged her to say it wasn't real. "Elleanor, please." She begged. "Tell me you're not preg–" Her lips quavered as her words slurred. She couldn't even say it out.
Elle sighed when she saw her mother's face. "I'm sorry." She lowered her head and apologized.
Mrs Steele felt the earth spin as she had just received the biggest shock of her life. This wasn't happening, she thought. It couldn't be.
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