It all began when Noel invited Taylor back to his place so she could see the rest of his rubber duck collection.
The minute they stepped through the door, Noel turned on the charm offensive, and they were soon locked in a passionate embrace. Taylor was smitten, threw all her inhabitations to the wind, and ended up staying the night.
Well most of the night. Noel fell asleep easily, but Taylor began to wonder what on earth she was doing there. She was meant to be staying away from him! It could never lead anywhere. Taylor snuck home in the early hours, feeling even more confused than before.
She avoided Noel for the days, whiling away her time writing articles and working on her new sci-fi novel. She wasn't feeling great; nauseous and bloated all the time, craving weird things like onions with her bread and jam sandwiches. Two days later she knew why....she was pregnant. She couldn't go through this alone, even if she and Noel could never marry, surely he would support her?
The first shock came when she rang the Maloney household to speak to him. "He's moved out", informed Noel's father. "Spread his wings and all that". Taylor asked for his new address and decided to head straight there. Her stomach was in knots...she had no idea how Noel would react to her news.
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"Taylor! What a, erm....surprise". Noel closed his front door behind him without inviting her in. Was he hiding something? "I'm pregnant". She blurted the words out, and watched his grin freeze and then falter. They stared at each other, and it felt like an eternity until Noel limply raised his arm and patted her shoulder. "Urm, well done, that's well....very well done".
"Well done? It's ours Noel. Yours and mine". Noel sighed and crossed his arms. "I have a new life here Taylor. I'm trying to make something of myself away from my family. This should never had happened. I'm sorry". Just then, the door clicked open, and beautiful sim that Taylor had never seen before peeked out. "Noel honey, dinner is ready". Taylor's jaw dropped. She felt as though she was staring straight into a mirror. This beautiful sim had the same high cheekbones, the same dimpy nose, the same dark pigtails tied with neat bunches at each side of her head. The same swollen stomach safely cocoonoing a new sim life.
"Coming darling". Noel sighed and turned back to Taylor. "So now you know". His arms were still folded, and he stared callously at Taylor. "You bastard". It came out as a whisper, she knew that if she raised her voice he would hear the well of tears cracking beneath it. She had no more words. "Please leave now", Noel shooed her cruelly. "With pleasure. You will never meet your child", she spat.
With that, she turned on her heel and started the long walk home. Her knees trembled all the way, and the tears rolled freely down her cheeks. But her head was held high. She would make this work, just her and this new little life that was flourishing inside her. She never did look back.
The minute they stepped through the door, Noel turned on the charm offensive, and they were soon locked in a passionate embrace. Taylor was smitten, threw all her inhabitations to the wind, and ended up staying the night.
Well most of the night. Noel fell asleep easily, but Taylor began to wonder what on earth she was doing there. She was meant to be staying away from him! It could never lead anywhere. Taylor snuck home in the early hours, feeling even more confused than before.
She avoided Noel for the days, whiling away her time writing articles and working on her new sci-fi novel. She wasn't feeling great; nauseous and bloated all the time, craving weird things like onions with her bread and jam sandwiches. Two days later she knew why....she was pregnant. She couldn't go through this alone, even if she and Noel could never marry, surely he would support her?
The first shock came when she rang the Maloney household to speak to him. "He's moved out", informed Noel's father. "Spread his wings and all that". Taylor asked for his new address and decided to head straight there. Her stomach was in knots...she had no idea how Noel would react to her news.
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"Taylor! What a, erm....surprise". Noel closed his front door behind him without inviting her in. Was he hiding something? "I'm pregnant". She blurted the words out, and watched his grin freeze and then falter. They stared at each other, and it felt like an eternity until Noel limply raised his arm and patted her shoulder. "Urm, well done, that's well....very well done".
"Well done? It's ours Noel. Yours and mine". Noel sighed and crossed his arms. "I have a new life here Taylor. I'm trying to make something of myself away from my family. This should never had happened. I'm sorry". Just then, the door clicked open, and beautiful sim that Taylor had never seen before peeked out. "Noel honey, dinner is ready". Taylor's jaw dropped. She felt as though she was staring straight into a mirror. This beautiful sim had the same high cheekbones, the same dimpy nose, the same dark pigtails tied with neat bunches at each side of her head. The same swollen stomach safely cocoonoing a new sim life.
"Coming darling". Noel sighed and turned back to Taylor. "So now you know". His arms were still folded, and he stared callously at Taylor. "You bastard". It came out as a whisper, she knew that if she raised her voice he would hear the well of tears cracking beneath it. She had no more words. "Please leave now", Noel shooed her cruelly. "With pleasure. You will never meet your child", she spat.
With that, she turned on her heel and started the long walk home. Her knees trembled all the way, and the tears rolled freely down her cheeks. But her head was held high. She would make this work, just her and this new little life that was flourishing inside her. She never did look back.
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