Over the next week,Arthur grew quieter.Longer silences,no missed calls from him.shorter visits,distant eyes.
“Talk to me I said once,grabbing his wrist.He smiled,the saddest smile I've ever seen.
“I'm trying Natasha I'm trying to be enough for you.
One rainy night, Arthur kissed me like it was goodbye.
I clung to him. “We're going to be okay,” I whispered into his jacket.
He didn't answer right away. He drove me off to the house. I stood there soaked, a sick feeling blooming deep in my gut.
“I'll do whatever it takes.”he said as he drove off.
The few weeks blurred by I stopped noticing my menstrual flow,then I knew it could only mean one thing.
The next morning…………….
I stared at the tiny white stick in my hand.
Two lines. Clear. Bold. Pregnant.
Arthur didn’t show up for class. Didn’t answer his phone.Didn’t text back.
I waited by the campus gates until the sun went down and the cold bit through my sweater.
Yet Nothing,no sign of him.
The next day………………..…….
It was raining stormy that day.I went to his house and waited for him.
I paced the room, the words burning the back of my throat.
How do you tell someone their whole life just changed?
The door creaked open. Arthur slipped inside, soaked from the rain, shivering.
"Hey," he said, dropping his bag. "Sorry,the Professor kept us…….”
I cut in "I’m pregnant.”
I didn’t mean to say it out that way.
No warning. No buildup.
Just the truth, naked and sharp between us.
Arthur froze.
His mouth opened, closed.
"You’re sure?" he whispered.
I nodded.
A long, heavy silence stretched between us.Then he crossed the room, pulling me into his arms so tight it almost hurt.
"We’ll figure it out," he said into my hair. "I swear."
I believe him,cause I needed to.
The next day…………..
I saw Arthur in my way to the estate. I called on him but he pretended like he never knew me.
I called his phone but he never pick my calls,nor answer to my text messages.
The next day I found Sophia sitting by the campus fountain. I sat with her as I pulled my knees to my chest.
“What's the problem mate?” she asked.
“Arthur’s not responding.” She picked up her phone and called Arthur too but he didn't respond either.
I went home sad and confused. Laid on the couch trying to force out the tears from my eyes.
Mrs Mabel entered the sitting room but i never recognized her presence.For the first time miss Mabel became nice to me. She stared at me like I was her own child.
“What’s’ the matter?” She asked.
I aired out everything to her like a mother and daughter conversation. But never revealed the worst part of the story to her cause I never trust her fully even at this moment.
“You see some guys are so promising,but not matured.”
“Not to worry dear everything is gonna be alright,you just have to stay and focus on your studies.”
Few minutes later i received a mail in our mail box. I opened it and read.
“I'm sorry,but i can't withstand the hell from your father. I've gone in a dangerous decision of life in search of a Greener pasture for you and my child,I'll be back soon i promise.”
I read the letter,Heart pounding. Breath caught somewhere between hope and rage. I was a bit relief at first.i accidentally dropped the letter on the couch and left to take a shower to head to Sophia's place.
On returning back i didn't see the letter at the same place i kept it my heart fell,i had this feeling that something bad is about to happen.
I took the letter went to Sophia place.
At Sophia's place……………….
Sophia found me that afternoon, sitting on the edge of her bed, the letter limp in my hand.
“Oh my God you scared the s**t out of me.”
I chuckled. “I'm sorry,but you need to see the look on your face when you got scared.”
"Where’s Arthur?" she asked, voice too careful.
I didn’t answer.
She sat down beside me. Close. Too close.
I handed the letters to her."You know why he left, right?" she said softly.
I turned to her, searching her face for something like kindness, understanding.Instead, I found pity.
And pity felt like a slap.
“Look here,you need to know something.” She said as i turned and look into her eyes.
Sophia kept her voice low, like she was telling me a secret meant to save me.
"He doesn’t love you the way you think he does."
I flinched. "You don’t know that."
She placed a hand on my knee. "I know Arthur, Natasha. Maybe better than you do."
I yanked my leg away. "Stop."
But she didn’t.
"He saw what you have. The Sinclair name. The Dollax empire. That’s why he stayed so long."
I shook my head, willing her words to bounce off me.
"You’re lying."
"I’m not."Her voice was too calm. Too certain.
"Arthur left because he thought if he came back richer, more powerful... he’d finally be worthy. Of you. Of your family’s fortune."
Sophia’s hand hovered over mine."You deserve someone who stays without needing to prove themselves."
I yanked my hand away.Stood up.Paced the room.
"You don’t know him," I muttered.
Sophia’s eyes followed me, sharp and calculating.
"Don’t I?"
I left her place and went home.
At home ………………….
For the first time, doubt crept in.Arthur's long silences.His restless pacing.His haunted eyes.
Was it love or was it ambition?
Was I a dream to him,or just a ladder to something better?
I wanted to scream. To break something. To believe in him like I used to.
But the silence was louder than any excuse.
He left me.left his unborn child.
Without even saying goodbye.
I folded the letter into a tight square.Then tighter.
Until it was nothing but a crumpled ball in my palm.
I squeezed it hard enough that my nails bit into my skin.
Arthur Wick was dead to me.And if he ever dared come back.He'd find someone waiting.But it wouldn’t be the girl he left behind.
Few minutes later my Dad shouted my name.
“Natasha,get down here immediately.”
Then I knew there is fire on the mountain.