I am pregnant

Julian chuckled, watching her with a mixture of amusement and admiration. "Good luck to you, sister," he said.

Eleanor walked down the hallway toward Eva's room. Her mind raced as she thought of how to best approach the situation.. The plan Julian had suggested was simple, yet she couldn't help but wonder if she should add a bit more flair to it.

After all, Eva wasn't someone who would be easily swayed, and Eleanor knew she would need to be clever.

Finally, a thought struck her. She grinned, realizing that Julian's influence had clearly affected her way of thinking.

Perhaps, I could give Eva a little more drama, a little more of an emotional twist to make the situation more convincing. she said to herself.

By the time she arrived at Eva's door, she had already decided on her approach. Eleanor quickly changed her expression to one of panic and pain.

She knocked lightly at the door, the soft sound echoing in the quiet corridor.