The tea was going cold, and Wrath took the cup, staring into it to see the little ripply reflection of her face. God she hated herself. "It's what always happens though. My neighbours slit their wrists and my coworkers throw themselves under buses or go hme to beat the shit out of their girlfriends or boyfriends and it's my fault. I did it to him too and I actually liked him! And then months later I find out I'm having his kid and I didn't know what the fuck to do."