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I was lying on the bed and heard children's voices from the window. Children played there, mostly immigrant children who spoke Spanish. In my hands was Marie's chest, or rather, now my chest. It was all so strange, I felt everything with my hands and chest. I had soft warm flesh in my hands, but I felt some excitement with my body, especially when I massaged them. I would have lain still unknown for so long, but heard the door open with a key and got scared. I sat down with my hands on my chest, waiting for the one to come in and feel my stomach touching my knees. I did not want to believe until the end that I was now not only a pregnant woman, but also living with a man who, judging by the description of this woman who brought me, was a foreigner, most likely some Spaniard or ... Mexican. An hour has passed since I came to the apartment, I did not even notice this. ... "Hola señora," said this man. The apartment was small and the door was immediately in a small corridor from which there were two ways, to the kitchen and the room, so Max immediately saw this man. The man looked about 40 years old, it was a Mexican. He worked on private orders for emigrants, but after marrying Marie, he received citizenship and was able to get a better job. He did not understand what Marie saw in him. They met her a year ago, then he was repairing the fence in the rich house Marie lived in, she then cursed with her father and saw him. He thought that she decided to meet with him only in spite of her parent, but then she became pregnant and he proposed to her. Marie, without hesitation, agreed. She then smiled gloatingly and rubbed her hands. On the whole, he loved her, although she was strange. But her father recently died, it was two weeks ago, and only yesterday Marie found out that he had not left her a penny of money. Miguel saw her come sad last night and did not speak with him. She was even angry with Miguel, although he did not understand anything. Today, he left for work early in the morning and had just returned Of course, Marie just wanted to annoy her father, but everything went completely wrong as she planned ... I blinked at this old Mexican and couldn't believe it. This girl was telling the truth! But this is stupid! How could this happen? Does this Marie really love this ... I don’t even know if this man can be called an attractive man. He had stubble and wrinkles started, his beer belly stood out under his shirt and he wore some worn clothes ... He went to Marie and kissed her. "Belleza! Eres tan sexy en esta ropa interior!" (Beauty! You are so sexy in this underwear!) And he wanted to kiss Marie on the lips and continue on with sexual joy, but she pushed him away "What are you saying ?! Speak English! I don't understand you!" "I ... Marie .. you know ... I don't speak English well, you and I always speak Spanish, ¿Es todo por tu padre y tu herencia? Marie, pero siempre dijiste que no te importa, que lo principal es que tenemos amor (Is it all because of your father and inheritance? Marie, but you always said that it doesn’t matter to you, that the main thing is that we have love) " "What are you saying! I don’t understand!" .... I wanted to get up and run away from here, back to the hall! I had to get my life back urgently! But as soon as I got up, I felt severe pain and heaviness in my stomach! It was so weird and painful! I sat back and saw that the place beneath me was wet. ... Miguel saw that Marie was giving birth and, as planned, called his neighbor Sanchez. They should have taken her to the hospital.