C17 Good girl.

Xavier

"No, Xavier!" my mom spat, looking at Alice with disapproval. "My son won't marry a woman he met one night at the bar."

I was about to tell her that Alice had my baby, but before I could say the words, Alice grasped my arm and pulled me away to the other room.

"Please, don't tell them I'm pregnant," she whispered urgently. "Don't tell them I have your child."

"Why?" I asked, confused