Chapter 69

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Gabriel.

It’s me. Sofia. Baker.

I’m sorry if I’m intruding, but please don’t discard this voicemail and hear me out.

When I left from your house, I never had any intention of coming back into your life or contacting you ever again. I don’t want anything from you.

I.. Um, ever since I left, I’ve been sick. Even the week before that when my Grandpa passed, I… I was sick. I kept throwing up and feeling nauseous all the time and we both discarded it as my grief. It was, I think, but when I didn’t get any better, I went to a doctor last week and she asked me to get a pregnancy test.

Any way, long story short, I’m pregnant.

I’m about ten weeks along, eleven now, I think. That’s a little over two months, just so you know. It’s yours, just so you know, and it’s two of them. I haven’t been with anyone except you in a very long time, but if you wish, we can get a paternity test or something.

I don’t, I’m not doing this to get anything from you. If you’ve moved on and are happy in your life with… I guess what I’m saying is, you don’t have to be a part of this. I don’t want anything from you, especially not your money. I’m just letting you know so that, well, you know. I’m keeping the babies.

Um. Yes. That’s it, I guess. Call me back when you can? This is my new number. Bye”

‘what to expect when you’re in pregnant’ at the cashier’s desk, removing the last twenty

crumpled, the kind it becomes when you leave it in your jeans pocket and

forgotten this note in my jeans pocket. I was just severely out of cash, and I’d dug this one out from a corner of

if not today then tomorrow when the groceries of the house were due, but I wasn’t prepared for the rea check and the inevitable

those paycheques if I wanted to rest at

who I thought was immensely disinterested in me earlier asks, and I nod at the

drawers and putting the book inside it along with the bill. “Your

the 1.50 into the little box

Luckily, it

dark lips rise into a smile, and my eyebrows knit when my gaze falls to my wedding ring

on my

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finger.

realised I was wearing

right lipped smile and grab the bag from her, getting out of the store as fast as I

very poor job in keeping me warm. I hadn’t packed any coats in the one bag I had dumped with some things that came to my hand, but I sure as hell couldn’t afford buying a new

then, I wasn’t sure I could afford buying a coat just

fifteen minutes since I sent Gabriel that voicemail in the

sighed, and the little happiness I had about hearing from him again and the hope to get an explanation or some sort of closure fizzled down when I slept that night and there was still no word from

and made my way out to see a frowning Luna in the living room. “I don’t like

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