she didn't regret it one bit the night she had with her partner in secret, she just wish she were more carful. As for the sweet kind Marinette Dupain-Cheng was indeed pregnant.
But how would she be able to shake the empty feeling of rejection the ba...
"Hello?" I walk into an hotel I rented out, I didn't feel safe here.
"Were are they?" He asked, a girl walks behind me pulling me by the neck.
"Your earrings where are they?
I wake up in a struggling breath as if I was being choked in real life. I look to my side to find the baby I had saved. I stare around the room. the baby couldn't be more than 1, I had found him in an ally he was small and underfed, he had blue hair and large green eyes, eye's that remind me of Chat noir, oh ow I hope my children are safe.
I walk to the bathroom looking through a mirror, I had no choice but to go back to Paris in 6 months, although I still look to much like myself. I go to my bag and grab scissors, I refuse to let my children get hurt because of me, and I chop of lock after lock of my hair leaving it short
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It was not much longer than the hair cut I had when I was younger, but growing up gave me the time to grow it out, and the hair that use to be on my head was down to my low back. Wails of crying break out. oh no Hugo. Although I hadn't known the proper name of the mystery baby I named him Hugo Noir, I hold him in my hands. A knock on the door appears.
"I walk to it looking through the window carefully, Emily (CHOCOLATE_ASTRYKER)
"The cost is clear."
"Thank you Emily you are a life saver."
"No thank you Ma'am, I am in you debt."
"I'm leaving soon."
"I will be accompanying you."
"no it's to risky."
"Miss. Marinette. It's more suspicious for you to be going alone." I look down,
"Yes you are right."
"I will go as your cousin."
"You do know we will have to change your name. Right?"
"Yes Ma'am I was thinking Elsa. it's Dutch it used to be my great great grandmothers name."
"It could possibly be traced back to you."
"I swear not Miss. Marinette"
"Get used to calling me Bridgette." Emily nodded.
"What of Hugo?"
"He should be safe, I don't even know his real name."
"But what if someone recognizes him, and that he was traveling with us. that could e risky." I pat Emily's head, she was a smart girl.
"Yes you are right. We will call him Jack from the moment on."
"Will we look for your family."
"No the war isn't gone yet. my sweet girl."
It isn't done yet. I pull out the picture
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