Hi! I'm Maria. I'm eight and a half months pregnant, and did I mention I'm a runaway princess?
This is my boyfriend, Stephen. He's really sweet and handsome... he's really excited about the baby.
I'm trying to live the life of a peasant, or an ordinary person...it's hard. I can't stop yelling "SERVANT" whenever I want my toenails cut. Some things never change. But I'm doing pretty well. I have a horrible job, I'm pregnant, and I live in an ordinary house, with an ordinary boyfriend. Life should be good.
The thing is...
it's not my boyfriend's baby...
Kinda complicates things a bit...we've been together ten months. And the baby is eight months old...can you guess what's going on?
I love him a lot. So I really don't want to tell him that technically I have been cheating on him. What if the baby comes out looking exactly like it's father? Maybe I could just keep it a secret...