Another fic, this one about Carlos and Sarah.
"Here toi go, sweetheart."
Sarah's eyes lit up as she saw the cover of the book in her father's hand. "Thank you, Dad." She added it to the ever growing pile par the wall. It was par the auteur of the most récent book she had read. She hadn't been huge on lire before, but now that they were staying at this place, it seemed like the only thing she did.
"If toi ever need anything, just tell me."
"I don't need anything. Except..." Sarah paused, embarrassed. She had woken up that morning to feel something strange in her lower body. She knew what it was,...
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