What if there was a glitch somewhere in her womb? If she was not able to give birth or would suffer a miscarriage each time she would fall pregnant? K...yla wasn't going to put up with news of that nature. Her warnings on Claire's failure to deliver babies were nonstop and alarming."Those are my worst fears, Mila. Perhaps God has cursed me. It might happen that I won't get to cuddle children of my own in my arms." With tears quietly spilling down her black eyes, Claire narrated her nightmares. It was the next day, late morning, before I spotted Miss Frobisher headed out to the back garden. I followed her, and when at last she realised I was there, she rounded on me.“What do you want, Jeeves? I have enough troubles from Mr. Dawes without being followed by his butler.”I made sure she saw me examining her intently before I spoke in a quiet voice. “Miss Frobisher, you are in a tricky position, but I have your best interests at heart. I steered Mr. Dawes away from accusing you, as I don’t. A message appears on my screen asking me to go to IM. I turn mine on and the message, Hello sexy, appears across my screen. I say, Hello handsome.. I’ve missed you. We sit and chat for what seems hours. Talking about everything from our families to music, to soccer.. whatever happens to be on our mind at the moment. I recieve a message, Can I ask you something and you not get angry? I say yes and ask what it is. He sends another message asking if he can see my breasts. I send a message back. .. and soon it was all the time. I was a full blown addict. My dealer knew it, too. They're sneaky bastards. They start you out slow. He adds a little extra. He gives a 'discount'. And once you're hooked ... then he knows he got you..."Jacob reached out and took her hand. It was shaking."I didn't have any money. I needed a high," she swallowed hard. "I said I'd do anything for him. I begged him to let me borrow some money 'cause I was getting paid at the end of the week. He said he'd hook me up.