Pregnant.
(ARIELLE'S POV)
"So, what are you gonna do with the packages?" Ashley asked when we were seated side by side on the couch watching Steve Harvey hours later.
I whipped my head to face her, realizing the packages were still outside, on the porch. "I don't know," I shrugged. "Probably send them back to her. Politely, of course."
"Um, um," Ashley said, shaking her head. "You'll do no such thing. It's disrespectful."
"No, it's not," I countered. "She has to know that I meant it when I said I do not need anything from her family anymore."
"Still, you should accept this one gift; maybe after it, you can tell her you do not want any more of them. Speaking of that, you should call her and let her know you saw the gifts." "There's no point, I'm not accepting them," I insisted stubbornly.
"You already did."
"Really? They're gonna be there on the porch if you don't let me return them."
"And who said they are still on the porch? I brought them in already. They're in the store room so you better go check what's in them."
"Ashley!," I called, offended.
"I love you too, best friend. Come on, let's go see what the old lady got you," she said, pulling me up.
Reluctantly, I followed her to the store room. Ashley did the unboxing while I stood, watching with disinterest. The boxes contained jewelry, really nice ones. Dresses, shoes, designer perfumes, and even female supplements. "Look, she even got your favorite green tea," Ashley exclaimed, holding out the pack to me.
"I'm not blind, I can see it."
"Come on, Arielle, drop the attitude. This woman means well."
But despite her persistence, I remained resolute. "I'm still sending them back," I declared, folding my arms.
Ashley stared at me for a while and then sighed, "Fine, do what you want."
I nodded. "I'll have them sent back."
The next morning, as it was too late to get a dispatch rider the previous night, I got one and had the packages sent back.
Next, I picked up my phone and dialed Jared's mother's number.
"Hello, dear," she answered warmly.
"I wanted to talk to you about the gifts you sent
I hoped you'd like them," she
thought, but I had to return them. I meant it when I said I don't want anything from your family anymore," I explained firmly
spoke. "Arielle, I understand. I didn't mean to make
gifts. I need to move forward, and
Again, I apologize for any inconvenience," she said
I appreciate your
more pleasantries before ending the call. As I hung up, Ashley walked into the
did it
understood," I
been sorted,
have to go prepare for work
I took a step, the sensation in my stomach hit me, and I
next second, concern on her face. "What's happening,
did, I felt dizzy and sat on the
trying to brush it
her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Don't give me that. Something's wrong, and we're going
of the hospital, I swiftly whipped my head to face her. "No,
but she wouldn't budge. "No, we're going. You are obviously not fine and you're trying
my forehead. "I'm not
go
the
gave in. "Fine, let's
off Hopefully, we don't get sacked soon with how we've
managed a weak
let's get dressed," she said, leading
change. Minutes
"Ready?" She asked.
replied, opening the
was already dressed and ready to go.
headed out of the house, and Ashley helped me
go to?" She asked,
not to wince as the
that,
protesting that I could walk by myself,
get you checked in," she said, guiding me to the reception
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