"Are you sure I'll be a good mother?" --conrxde
For a couple on the run, John wasnât entirely sure of a lot of things. The baby was very, very unexpected. Â He didnât have an inheritance to begin with and lost much of his money that he did have.
He looked at Conrade.
âYou will be.â Heâs honest. Â âWeâll just raise our child with the belief that even plain dealing villains can love each other.â
Conrade was⊠well, she was scared. News of the child had shaken her considerably, especially with the situation she and John had recently found themselves in. On the run, there wasnât a lot of certainty, and while the idea of a child didnât exactly thrill her, there was really only one thing that Conrade was scared of. A good mother⊠Conrade would love to say sheâd be a good mother with any amount of certainty.
âAre you sure?â she asked again, breathy, a sigh just sort of lingering, unvoiced, in her throat.Â
âYouâre loyal.â He mused. Â âThat quality is important in parenting, I think. Â Youâre caring. Â Toward me at least. Â You cared when we were chased away.â Â Cared after the tarring and feathering. Â Cared long before. Â âIâm more worried about my own abilities.â
His words were comforting, to say the least. If there was one thing Conrade needed, it was reassurance. That she was good enough. That she wouldnât fuck up the child she was supposed to raise. She nodded, but then shook her head when John expressed his own doubts. âIâm not,â she told him, matter-of-factly.
















