"But then I wake up to that news. All I could think of was that it was like a tumour growing in me, a cancer, another way for Blaise to continue his dominion over me. His spawn would make me sick, steal my energy and sustenance, kick me whether in waking or sleep. Then I’d have to raise the thing, seeing those features that I hated so much looking back at me, ruining the rest of my life. It might even have grown up to want revenge on me.