Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Kathleen was having a fitful sleep when she was awoken by a bitingly cold presence.

Her gaze landed on Samuel, who was standing by her bed.

She was overcome with nerves and disbelief that he had actually returned.

Samuel regarded the squeamish Kathleen in an icily condescending manner. “You’re pregnant?”

“No. Who told you that? Do you deny the lab test results?” Kathleen bit back as she worried her bottom lip.

“Then what is it that you’re looking at?” retorted Samuel as he pointed at the tablet.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I had promised to help Gemma out tomorrow by volunteering at a charity home advocating for autistic children. Do you find fault in me doing some background research beforehand?”

That managed to convince Samuel.

“What time will you be leaving tomorrow?” asked Samuel dispassionately.

“I plan to reach by ten o’clock.”

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

That was a close call. Her pregnancy was almost revealed.

“Are you certain you’re not pregnant?” Samuel reiterated.

“Of course. When have I skipped my birth control pills?” deadpanned Kathleen.

“That trip to the hot springs two months prior.” Samuel could still recall it vividly.

Well, that was true indeed.

Kathleen had decided to head to the hot springs on a whim while Samuel had been there on a job inspection. Neither she nor Samuel had an inkling that either party would be present, yet both had met out of sheer coincidence.

It had only taken Samuel one look at Kathleen, enticingly flushed and bundled up in a bathrobe, for him to ravish her completely in his room.

In the heat of the moment, Samuel had forgotten to bring along his condoms.

He rarely used them, as a matter of fact, and relied on Kathleen’s regular intake of morning-after pills.

After their night together, he had urged Kathleen to take her pills on time and hastily left for work.

Kathleen was so wrung out after the night’s exertions that she failed to act on it immediately.

She had brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all about it.

Samuel had worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in taking the pills.

planted in her womb, and a new

weren’t around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you still doubt

then proceeded to retrieve a box of

pill had almost reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these

this, unlike you!

Samuel was incensed.

Still, it is true that Kathleen often has

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a

were to truly love me, he would certainly have a

No man

full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by

are a

to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life

a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg

that we’re fated then,” replied

self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have been

lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something was

inexplicably become more

however, it could be that her mood

her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

the bed, pull up the

Samuel grimaced.

nobody’s business. She

for her quick wit

proposed to take

eventually drifted off and succumbed to

on the

eyesore. Best get rid of it. How

actions in not allowing her

a condom from

Samuel lay in bed and turned to his

as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

drawn to her.

well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape from

in dismay at the commotion,

you. I’m going to find someone

felt a twinge

why those words