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.

I ask sharply, “because a man who’s so afraid of responsibility that he’d poison me for

but he loves me, he would never –” She tried

said he did. It’s amazing how charming he can be, considering what a bas ta rd he truly is. How do you think he’s going to support you and your child? He doesn’t

just didn’t tell you about it because he

gullible, stu pid Kate. He’s as

talk to me like that! He’s got money, he lavishes it on me

he took out in my name!” I shout, losing my temper

“What?” She squeaks.

bankrupted me. I’m calling the police and if I were you, I’d check your

“you’re

thick with emotion now, but I can’t help it. “And frankly I don’t really care what happens to you Kate, but if you’re really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be

before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so

I won’t ever let myself be fooled

salvage what’s left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issues… I can’t have

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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 beneath his boot. “I’ll give you the police report

or respect if 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 to solve

me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, I’ll be

the final call, I can 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 or

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