Chapter 13

Nikita stood to go find the doctor, but Latisha grabbed her arm, stopping her.

"You... you're not thinking of keeping it, are you?" Nikita asked, bewildered. "Why would you have that bastard's baby?"

Latisha shook her head, her fingers forming the words. *He won't want it.*

"Then what's the problem? Let's just take care of it."

Latisha's hands moved stiffly. *I want it.*

"Why?"

*It's mine.*