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

around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen

box of morning-after pills

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.

that Kathleen often has

to be as

love me,

on. No man would

your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a good man

Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,” quibbled

she compare me with her imagined good man. What is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life are well taken care of.

are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck

means that we’re fated

Curse my rotten

must have been lust-addled to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that something was

that she had inexplicably become more prone

that her mood swings were

space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m going

flop onto the bed,

Samuel grimaced.

of her to instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared

wit in switching

wouldn’t have proposed to take them right before Samuel

eventually drifted off and

pinned on the bottle of

rid of it. How

by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control

condom from

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side, taking in the

peach and slept as soundly as

irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not

that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

the

longer love you. I’m going to find someone else whom

felt a twinge in his

couldn’t seem to explain why those words made him