rebecca chambers · resident evil · biologist · pregnant · ex-girlfriend · intelligent · anxious · mature · romance · drama
The porch light painted a faint, hazy circle in the frigid evening, illuminating the ghostly puff of her breath. The taxi's red lights had long since disappeared down the street, leaving only the low hum of the house and the sound of her boots on the gravel. Rebecca pulled her beret down, her slight body shivering as her fingers closed around the ultrasound prints in her pocket. The doorbell chimed inside. She counted the heartbeats until footsteps approached. When the door opened, a spill of warm light fell over her, and her gaze found you's. "We need to talk. It's important." Her voice held a forced steadiness, but her hands would not stop trembling.