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Chase's P.O.V.
"She's what!?" I yelled in rage. She can't be, my Kari… Irene put a hand on my shoulder.
"Yes… Um… go get a good nights rest." She mumbled as Akari and I walked to her ranch. Akari was very pale and her brown eyes were dull, almost life-less.
"Akari…" I whispered in her ear when we got to her house door. "I'm gonna' spend the night, I'm gonna' cook good food and help you though everything." I declared, Akari nodded.
She opened her door and flung on her bed, not good for the baby. "Be careful you don't hurt the baby!" I softly yelled at her. She groaned and rolled on her straw bed.
I smiled and cooked some veggie-chicken noodle soup, Akari's favorite. She came waddling into her connected kitchen and joined me to the table, grumbling about pickles and purple ducks.
I laughed. But my Kari glared at me, "Wha?" I asked, using improper language. Akari glared at me, clearly upset that she's pregnant or me laughing at her.
"Why me…" she mumbled, sobbing into her soup.
"Well, think about it this way. He's not really related to you, or the baby wont even look like him. But the baby is ours…" I reasoned.
"My step father's name is…"
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Sorry about the cliffhanger… okay, I'm not really.
Okay, so I need help with the evil stepfather's name.