Denied by Destiny: Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond

Chapter 0497

It doesn't mean that he would leave his mate for me, and I wouldn't want him to be with me just because of the baby.

To spend my life loving someone who felt trapped by my side? No thank you, I would rather do this alone.

As Sophia places the monitor on, my chest becomes constricted, the sudden realisation dawning upon me that I am going to be a single mother.

An overwhelming impending sense of fear that clouds my mind.

In all honesty, I felt like a fraud. A bad mum before even having the baby. As soon as the baby appears on the screen it will be all too real, and I'm not ready. I'm not prepared.

"Can we stop." I shout out, unable to breathe. My chest continuing to tighten as the air I inhale doesn't seem to have any oxygen in it. I was suffocating from the inside out, it's the only way to explain it. "What's going on?" Dad's asks as Sophia helps me to sit up, her eyes watching me carefully.

"Cleo?"

"I can't...I'm sorry I thought I was ready for this but I'm not." I pant out, pain now registering in my heart.

In truth I'm not ready to ask myself if what I am doing is the right thing for the baby, or for me.

"We can take a break, you can come back in a few times. I know this is all very overwhelming." Sophia tries to calm me as she rubs my back...encouraging me to take small deep breaths.

That was an understatement. It was one thing to think I can do this alone, without him...but to then actually do something without him, without giving him a choice.

face my baby knowing full well of the choice I

right,

of here, I can feel the

come back in a few days." I hurry to wipe the gel off my stomach, placing

space, I

home, not waiting for Mum and Dad. They will have questions and I need to give myself that breathing space to think

to them, I know

I have to remain on this runaway

crashes

the comfort of my room, I rest my body on the bed. Wrapping the bedspread across

just have

experienced one before but the

the way my vision started to pound as if it was mimicking the beats of my heart. He

lay here, seeking comfort in familiarity of my bedroom. Take slow deep

stand, thinking it would be Dad trying to get

to see it

it, knowing immediately who the sender

wanted to

why does he keep texting me. I told him I was safely home last night but only because he

and Dad to know I had met with Maya, and I certainly didn't