Fiona glanced at Erica, noticing her arched eyebrows and pleasant features. She absentmindedly twirled a pen in her hand, her eyes quietly studying the young woman before her, a faint smile giving her an approachable vibe.

"Name?" she asked.

"Erica," came the response.

"Age?"

"I just turned eighteen this year."

Well, she's the same age as me, Fiona thought.

"What's Allen to you?"

"He's my cousin. I really have nowhere else to go. If my mom finds out, she'll kill

me, so I had no choice but

Her eyes twinkled with a bit of

it's obvious you're not just looking to terminate this pregnancy.

did Fiona manage to

she did want to keep the

look. I'm just following Allen's instructions. He thinks ending the pregnancy is best for you, too. You've got a bright future ahead, and with a cousin like Allen backing you, you

clutching her stomach protectively, her eyes fixed on Fiona with fierce determination, as

some medication. At this stage, it should be pretty

words hung in the air, the office fell silent, only to be abruptly filled with chaos-Erica's hysterical screams mixing with the sound of equipment being

had paid a small fortune to import that equipment,

"Get out!"

core of the equipment's screen, a piece she'd spent endless hours

the brink of losing her cool, she spun around, her eyes flashing coldly, like a predator in the

you won't be able to protect your child. If you think public opinion will save you, think again. Not even Allen can

of the situation, looked at Fiona,

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