"I---I---I'm fine!" she let out in a shrilly voice, covering her face with her hands to try and force the tears back. Maybe she could jinx her eyes shut so that she couldn't cry anymore; that would be incredibly counterproductive to her desire to see, but it would stop these infernal tears from making it more than obvious that something was wrong with her. "I---I---I'm--"
Oh--oh how could she say that? How could she say that being pregnant was wrong? Well, actually, it was very wrong because she had not planned on having a baby, was not married to the baby's father, and--and---but it wasn't wrong, it wasn't the baby's fault, it wasn't. She could at least give it that.
"I---" It! She hadn't found out the sex! She'd just called her--their baby an It. She was a terrible mother already and the baby wasn't even born! The thought made her chest hitch once more and Isobel let out something like a wail, slumping into a chair and dropping her head on her arms. This was miserable, this was absolutely miserable and she had no one to talk to and she had no one to help her and, "I'm---"
She peeked up at Archie as she realized that she did have someone to help support her. Archie, of course, was the baby's father and--telling him that she was pregnant was going to change everything. It was going to change everything about them, and they'd finally become a relatively normal couple, and she didn't want to lose that. She was his Egg, damn it! How could she have gone and ruined all of this?
"I'm----I'm pregnant."
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