My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was nauseous. He was thin and tall, but his shoulders were broad enough to support my stomach, and I was pregnant.

After he took a few steps, I pulled at his clothes and shouted, "Sawyer, put me down quickly! I'm pregnant! It's too dangerous for you to do this!" Initially, he was in a hurry to leave. But when he heard what I said, he stopped abruptly and put me down. He stared at me and said, "Since when?"

I was feeling a little dizzy, so I held my forehead and replied, "It has been two months. You're crazy, go home and stop harassing others."

I was exasperated.

"Is it Hendrix's?"

D*mn it, I wanted to rage so badly but I endured it. In all seriousness, I answered his foolish question, "I'm his wife. Who else can I have a baby with? Go home already!"

"Does he know?" His temper flared and he blocked my way with a stern face.

Looking at Sawyer, I said helplessly, "Of course he knows, he's the father. If he doesn't, who would?"

mood. I was

expected, Monique was still sleeping. She probably didn't sleep

station. When I returned home, she

was a mess there. I cleaned up and washed some fruits. Then, I sat in the living room perusing my phone while waiting for Monique to wake up. Somehow,

mine were on the same floor, next to each other. It was already eleven o'clock in the

answer it, but the mystery caller was persistent. I finally answered it

"Arianna!" This voice... Austin?

call me in the middle of the

"What's the matter?"

my misfortune. "Do you really think that being pregnant means he won't cheat on you? I feel so sorry for

the middle of the

without you? You felt excluded, so you're using me as your

still... Never mind. Don't call me for no reason.