Chapter 4 – Desperation

Ella

My hands are shaking as I dial Kate’s number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly can’t remember it now.

“Hello?” Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness.

“Kate?” I state bluntly. “Are you with Mike right now?”

There’s a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, “What? Of course not.”

“Come off it Kate, do you really think I don’t know about your sh it?” I demand. “I’m not a complete idiot.”

“Ella listen–” She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse.

“No, I don’t even care about your little affair anymore – but I need to talk to him right now.” I declare fiercely.

There’s another pause, and then Kate’s voice drops its innocent tone. “You don’t care?” She repeats, sounding truly shocked. “ You know I’m already pregnant?”

I wasn’t prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, “And what, you think that’s some sort of victory?” I bite.

man who’s so afraid of responsibility that he’d poison me for years is

but he loves me, he

once.” I cut her off. “At least he said he did. It’s amazing how charming he can be, considering what a bas ta rd he truly is. How do you think

didn’t tell you about it because he didn’t want you

gullible, stu pid Kate. He’s as much a

money, he lavishes it on me all the time!”

in my name!” I shout, losing my

“What?” She squeaks.

completely bankrupted me. I’m calling the police and if I were you, I’d check your own credit rating immediately, because I’d be willing to be

weakly, “you’re

“And frankly I don’t really care what happens to you Kate, but if you’re really

a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed

again. I decide. I won’t ever let myself be fooled

and salvage what’s left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if

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the area, there’s not much we can do about this.” The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant

I wasn’t an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, he’d be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths

uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, I’ll be held responsible

feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I won’t be able to pay rent

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