C47 Love cycle an unintended pregnancy

The night was as black as ink. The moon was hidden in the thick clouds, and there were no stars in the dark sky.

It was late at night, and the street lamps seemed tired. The lighting was dim and there was a sense of heaviness about them. There were no pedestrians on the road, only occasional cars.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the silence of the night — "Ah!" It was a high-pitched female scream