And then...
Ciera was stunned. Pregnant...she was going to have a baby. Her boyfriend came in and immediately demanded to know if it was his...the healer had told him. She told him the truth...he was her first...her only. He seemed satisfied with that and from then on was overjoyed, he couldn't wait for the baby to be born, and even before she started showing was constantly rubbing her stomach, talking to the baby inside of her.
Her son was born just after her sixteenth birthday, for a time, she was the happiest she had ever been. She had someone that finally loved her, Seth just lighted up every time he saw her. She would play with him, hold him, sing...horribly offkey, to him, dance with him in her arms. Things were wonderful, she filled out, got stronger, lost the babyfat. Then Seth started getting weened.
Ciera's boyfriend's pleasure at the new baby was obvious at first...he gave her presents, flowers, candy, fruits from places that she'd never heard of. He was always with her, around her, watching her. As the baby got older...started crawling, becoming more independant, her boyfriend moved his adoration from her to his son. He started yelling at her for how she took care of the baby...the baby was going to get cold...or too hot...or be sunburned...or was hungry...or she was feeding him too much... It went on and on, and then he started to hit her to drive home his points.