Vignette had invited everyone over tonight. It was a special day. It was Christmas and it was traditional for her to throw the Christmas party now that she was going to be a mother. As she had come back from the way that Mark had captured her she still had the fear of being kidnapped once more. Margaret came and helped out sometimes but she was still scared inside. After all now she had someone other than herself to care for. She never thought that she could feel this protective about someone but with her son growing inside her but with her seven months pregnant she was even more careful.
Vignette stood in the middle of the living room and watched as the men were hanging the decorations. And she had one hand protectively on her rounded stomach and one on her hip.
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