"I don't know how to do this, Dari," she protested. "I don't know how to be a mum. Look at my mum. She hates me. This is so bloody... fucked."
Rather than continuing to whine, Ashleigh leaned into the brunette and forced herself to take several deep breaths. Nothing was going to be helped by her getting upset, and she tried to remind herself of that fact. If anything, crying was only going to make her feel worse. Actually, it already had. The churning in her stomach had increase substantially during the last few minutes.
"I'm going to have to head back to the common room," she told the other girl suddenly. "Ollie is probably waiting for me... he's probably worried. He'd gone to get some food."
The mere thought of her male best friend gave her the reason to pull herself together, and she began to wipe at her tear-stained face.
"We're getting a flat when we get out of here," she murmured. "He's going to help with the baby. I feel selfish for letting him do that."
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