SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

Carrying His Child

Oh God!

Those were the first words that escaped from Hera's lips followed by a tiny gasp as she stared at the test strip in her hands which had visible bold red lines on it. Mariam had bought it for her and had shown her what to do and how to use it. She had wished that what Mariam had told her before was not true but here it was in her hands in plain red.

She was pregnant. She was carrying Bryce's child.

She couldn't help the tears that clouded her vision before dropping off her cheeks like twin rivers. What would she do now? How does she explain this to him? What would he even say about this?

"Hera are you okay in there my child?" Mariam's voice came from outside the door. The more she called out to her, the more she couldn't stop the tears from falling. Bryce would hate her.

"Please come out Hera so that we can figure something out." The older woman pleaded desperately when she heard the subdued sniffs and hiccups that came from inside the bathroom. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her that the test was positive. She had known all along. The only reason why she asked her to do it was because she wanted her to be sure of it.

She doubted that the sisters at the convent would have educated her on all of these. They might've told her about pregnancy and the rest but she wasn't sure that they went this far otherwise she would've known.

Hera discarded the strip carefully and sluggishly walked out of the bathroom with her shoulders slouched. Her eyes were red from crying too much. Mariam could tell that she was stressed out and didn't know exactly what to say to her to calm her down.

She watched her slowly walk over to the bed before lowering herself on it. "It's positive Mariam just like you said it would."

Mariam took to the empty space next to her and pulled her into a hug. "Have you made a decision yet? Would you tell Bryce about it or not?"

"I can't tell him. Not after everything he had been through." She thought the last part to herself. Mariam definitely wouldn't understand why she was adamant on not telling him.

mother to death and the trauma it had on him after that experience. There was nothing she would say that would sound pleasant to his ears about this. He hates children. He doesn't want to father them and

let go of the past and if she opened up to him about this then she would be opening up old wounds

your bump is going to be visible and he will find out. What would you do then?" "I suggest that you tell him about it and hear what he has to say." Mariam pressed on. "I wouldn't even suggest an abortion to someone like you because i know that it's against your

up hating me?

has for you Hera. You changed him and there's no way on earth he would hate you." She comforted her sincerely. "Listen child, Bryce has come a long way since he met you. He is a different person all because of you and you did that. Maybe you should start believing in that love that brought you both this far." Love? She doesn't even know if he loves her. He had never said it.

soup for you. You still need to eat

didn't know that she was

at the convent had always told her but she wasn't feeling it as they said. If anything, it felt like a burden to her because the person who was responsible for it might not want anything to do

wouldn't be saying this if he knew exactly what she was hiding from him. They went over their normal routine of him placing his head on her thighs after he has had his shower. Hera's stomach tied

lips. She forced a smile and nodded at his question. "And how was your lessons? Did

fun. It was worse than fun. For the record, she had almost wished that today never

He pointed out. "You're never quiet when you're with me. Did something happen today? Are

feeling good. I'm just tired

through

she was indeed tired. The burden of the truth that she was hiding was almost

you feeling cooped up at home? Do you want us to do something fun together tomorrow?" He went further to ask when he noticed how damp her mood was. She unconsciously ran her hands through his hair. "You know that you can tell me anything Cara. I'm

He had just gotten back from work and she was making his evening bothersome. But she couldn't help it. She

and faced her, giving her

She stared at him, waiting to see his

hide it. That was the last thing he ever thought that she would ask him. "Why would you

but she knew that she was failing miserably