“What’s this?” Estelle looked up and asked.
“Birth control.” Jonathan lightly explained, “I didn’t take any protection last night. This pill has no side
effects.”
Estelle looked at the white pill, suddenly remembering a few days ago when Jonathan brought her
back, he gave her the same pill in the middle of the night.
Was he that worried she’ll get pregnant?
A sense of despair rose in Estelle’s heart, but her expression didn’t change. She put the pill in her
mouth.
She was more scared of getting pregnant than he was.
Jonathan watched her finish, poured her another glass of water, then turned to get her coat.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you home.”
Two days later, on Saturday.
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