CHAPTER 6Our eyes met across the room, and a smile played at the corners of his lips. As he made his way towards me, each step closing the distance between our separate worlds. As he sat down, the air between us crackled with anticipation, the unspoken words echoing louder than any conversation."I didn't think you'd come," I confessed, making sure to keep my voice a delicate whisper but also vividly clear all at the same time He chuckled, a sound that felt like warm sunshine on a rainy day. "Neither did I. But here we are."In that moment, I realized that our encounter was not destined to be confined to the boundaries of a single hotel room. It was the beginning of something extraordinary, something that defied logic and reason. And now, destiny has found it's way to connect out two distant souls. Alexander Collins was a fulfilled man already, a very well known artist and we shared quite a connection. Every time I locked eyes with him, I couldn'
CHAPTER 7Taking a deep breath, I mustered the courage to speak. "Alexander, there's something important I need to tell you," I began, my voice quivering slightly. His eyes narrowed in curiosity, sensing the gravity of my words."I found out yesterday that I'm pregnant," I continued, my voice barely above a whisper. The words hung heavy in the air, and I watched as his face froze for a few seconds, his eyes widening in a mix of shock and disbelief.The silence that followed was deafening. I had expected a range of emotions from him—surprise, maybe even concern or happiness. But the coldness that settled over his features was something I hadn't anticipated.His voice, when it finally broke the silence, was distant, detached. "You should abort it," he said matter-of-factly, his words hitting me like a blunt force. My heart sank, anger and hurt bubbling within me."What?" I managed to utter, my voice trembling with a mix of confusion and indignation. "H
CHAPTER 8The warm sunlight streamed through the window as I sat on the couch, my friends Natalie and Laila flanking me on either side. They had been trying their very best to console me since last night, their voices filled with empathy and concern. But I couldn't shake off the anger that simmered within me as I kept thinking about Alexander's words, the anger I felt was threatening to consume every other emotion."He doesn't deserve you, Emma," Natalie said, her voice tinged with frustration. "I can't believe he suggested that."Laila nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with determination. "You're strong, Emma. You don't need someone like him in your life. We're here for you, no matter what."The conversation had taken a surprising turn earlier. Natalie and Laila had started discussing baby names, and it had escalated into a lighthearted argument over who would be the godmother and who would be the aunt. It was a stark contrast to the heaviness tha
CHAPTER 9The complexity of it all weighed heavily on my heart. The tragedy didn't end there, as my father's second wife had later orchestrated his death, causing a ripple effect of despair and loss. And she was now presently jailed for her crime for life.The mere thought of my own origins, intertwined with such sorrow, sent a shiver down my spine. It was a chapter of my life that had haunted me, a burden I carried silently. But in that moment of introspection, I realized that my past need not dictate my future. I had the power to break the cycle, to shape my own destiny.A newfound clarity washed over me, a decision crystallizing within my core. I couldn't let the ghosts of my past dictate the course of my present and future. I had the strength and resilience to rise above the circumstances that had shaped me. I refused to let fear and despair dictate the choices I made.With a deep breath, I resolved to embrace the unknown, to face the challenges ahea
Chapter 10 As the evening drew near, we found ourselves sitting in a cozy corner of the mall's food court, savoring our last bites of dessert. Natalie and Laila exchanged glances, their eyes filled with curiosity and concern. It was clear that they wanted to ask about the reason behind my emotional state earlier, but they respected my decision to keep it private for now. In hopes that they would also understand the purpose for my silence even without me giving them a hint about it. I their company, I felt relieved. My true family was a mess up but this here is my true family. A family bound by trust and love. My baby would complete this little family of mine. As I sat on the couch, my hands resting gently on my still flat belly, I couldn't help but ponder over one of the most important decisions of my life. Every expectant mother faces the question of who will be the godmother to their unborn child, and I was no exception. Especially now that my two
CHAPTER 11Tears of joy welled up in my eyes as I looked at my two best friends, now chosen as the godmothers to my unborn child. In that moment, I knew that my child would be surrounded by an abundance of love, laughter, and unwavering support. The support of it's mother and godmother's. With or without it's father.Together, my friends and I would navigate the beautiful journey of parenthood, with Natalie and Laila by my side, guiding, nurturing, and showering my child with their unique influences. And as for the aunt title, well, we would figure it out as a united front, just as we always had. An idea suddenly popped up in my head but I decided to leave it for then.I placed my hands on my belly once more, trying to feel even if the slightest hint that there was a life in there but there was nothing as expected. I whispered, "You are so loved already, little one. You will have two extraordinary godmothers who will shape your life in the most incred
CHAPTER 12 With every dip beneath the surface, I could feel the remnants of the day's frustrations drifting away. The water caressed my body, washing away the tension that had gathered up in me for hours. In these moments, I found solace, a temporary respite from the demands of my reality.As the water gradually cooled, I rose from the tub, wrapping myself in a plush robe. The reflection in the mirror revealed a face that mirrored my weariness, the lines etched by stress. But tonight, my countenance carried an additional layer of resentment, a result of the unwelcome presence of my mother. In my room, I closed the door of the bathroom behind me, shutting out the world beyond. As I dressed in my night wear which was an up an down night white shirt and white pants with vertical lines, I couldn't help but wonder when the rift between my mother and me had grown so deep. Our differences were not mere trivialities; they were fundamental aspects of our beings
Chapter 13 "I had the most incredible opportunity, Alexander. I was invited to the Met Gala, but I couldn't bear the thought of being away from you any longer, so I decided to come visit my dearest son and heir to our family empire" she praised, her voice filled with a mix of pride and affection. I continued to gaze intently into her eyes, unyielding in my scrutiny. The silence between us grew heavy, as if the unspoken words hung in the air, waiting to be acknowledged. I knew I was making her uncomfortable but that was the plan and it would go on until she breaks. "Stop," she finally said, her voice tinged with unease. "You're making me nervous." She complained "I feel like I'm in the presence of some kind of investigator over some kind of crime" she said, slowly fanning herself with her hand. Without a hint of emotion, I broke the silence, my words cutting through the air with an icy edge. "New boyfriend? judging by the new diamond wedding ring