Karmina's POV

Karmina hardly slept last night, the baby was kicking more than usual, which reminded her she needed a new doctor in Paris. The nerves about today's reading and signing also contributed to her insomnia. This was her first stop in a foreign country, she had doubts that anyone would show up and it would just be her alone and unloved. Reality set in and she began to panic. Her nerves cause her hands to shake. She was scared but she couldn't let that stop her, soon she would be becoming a parent. Once she was a mother she couldn't let fear stop her from providing for her daughter. With that thought Karmina forced herself to get ready for her big day.

Karmina wore a white dress synced below her breast with a silver sparkling band. She wore silver heels, and red lip stick. Her hair curled outwards so they flowed in the wind when she walked. When ready, she went downstairs and began eating a banana. Gabrielle came from down the stairs wearing a black pantsuit.

"Très professionnel," Karmina smiled at her. "Vous est très belle." (You are very beautiful)

"Merci, Karmina," Gabrielle giggled. "You look very as well, future mommy." Karmina smiled at her and took a seat at the table, her feet were already aching her.

"Let's practice some French, I don't want to be laughed at when I mess up with pronunciation," Karmina pouted. Gabrielle nodded and began rehearsing with her.

Half an hour later, Gabrielle drive them to the book store they had seen earlier in the week. In an hour, Karmina would be doing a reading. She felt relieved when there was already over fifty people there, but then she remembered that would be more people to mess up in front of. Gabrielle took her through the back entrance to avoid the crowd.

After her reading Karmina sat at a desk and a lines form so she could sign books. The French people were very kind to her, even taking the time to speak slower so she could fully understand. One guy even brought her French macaroons. Karmina began to feel love for her fan and truly appreciated. She was happy. She bent over to pick up the pen she dropped.

"Can you make it out to Harry," she heard a familiar voice. She looked up to see Harry standing before her. His soft curls artfully styled underneath his beanie. He wore a v-neck shirt with jeans, and a hoodie. Karmina was in complete shock. What was he doing here? Had he found out about the pregnancy? He hadn't been at the reading, she would have seen him. She looked down to her belly, from the angle he couldn't see it.

"Harry," Karmina whispered, locking eyes with his green ones.

Harry's POV

She didn't look happy to see me Harry thought. She looked to the floor before even speaking to him. He could see the shock on her face, and another emotion he couldn't quite read. Fear. She was scared of something. She had no reason to fear him. Harry hadn't come there to yell at her. He only wanted to see her and ask a few questions.

"Hello, love," he smiled at her. She look so beautiful he thought. Her mamorays looked bigger he thought, he almost reached out to touch them, but then remembered where he was and decided against it.

"What are you doing here?" She frowned in thought.

"I came to see you," he instead reached for her hand.

"I'm working, Harry. I can't do this right now please," her eyes began water.

"I just want to talk," he pleaded. Then appeared at her said mumbling in French, Harry was surprised when Karmina answered in French. Gabrielle then walked over to him and pulled him some distance from the other people.

"You're upsetting her," Gabrielle chastised him. "You're going to make her cry infront of all these people." Gabrielle pointed to the line.

"I only wanted to talk to her," Harry shrugged innocently.

"She is very sensitive right now and she can't deal with this here," she spoke for Karmina. Harry then tuned to look at Karmina again, she was smiling now. She was speaking in French to young woman. Harry stared at her from head and midway to toe his eye froze at her belly. His heart began beating faster.

"What's in her stomach?" Harry's nostrils flared in anger. She didn't want to see him because she was pregnant. Who knocked her up? Harry's blood began to boil. Here he was traveling across the world looking for her and she was pregnant.

"A baby," Gabrielle whispered.

"Who's baby?" Harry has rolled into fists.

"Who do you think?" Gabrielle glared at him. Harry felt like he got hit by a bus. His knees weakened and he fell to the floor. He saw Karmina shoot a quick look at him before Gabrielle help him back up. "Get your shit together, you are scaring her," Gabrielle quietly yelled at him. He had gotten Karmina pregnant. He was going to have a baby. After the initial shock wore off, anger began seeping in. How could she keep this from him? He was the father he had the right to know. Surely, she must have know that he would been there for her. He began angrily walking towards her, but Gabrielle stopped him. "Stop," she looked at him sternly.

"No, I have to talk to her. How could she do this to me?" A lonely tear escaped from his cheek.

"You two have a lot to talk about but this is not the time or the place. She will meet you today I promise please. I will make her call you. Just go now, and process all of this," she whispered. A few of the people in the line were began to stare at them now.

"Okay," Harry didn't argue, he needed the time alone to figure everything out. He began walking towards the door, he stopped and look back to see her looking at him. He then shook his head and left.

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