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Chapter 11 (Danger in the Forest)

Author: Nightxshade
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Georgette was attacked with hiccups and a runny nose as she stood at the door of their little cabin. She wiped her tears dry but it seemed her waterworks were acting up due to her early condition.

She counted the days and marked that it had been a month away and five days since her last visit and she hadn’t bled yet. She concluded that she missed her visit, two days after she lost her maidenhead to her lover, who unbeknownst to him, that she was expecting their first love child.

Georgette gave a last glance at the house, remembering the memories that she had in this humble hut. With a pang of guilt, she touched the door, bowed her head, and prayed.

“Please, take care of yourself, Grandma, you will always be in my mind, praying for your happiness, and will include you in my every prayer at night. I wish you that your ailings would be easy on you and hope for better days for you to recuperate. I ask you to always put on a thick blanket when you sleep and don’t forget to close the win
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