She walked to the window, her heart racing fast as she imagined Ryan's reactions towards her pregnancy.
“He doesn't need to hear this, it won't turn out good,” she lamented with a sigh.
She placed her palm on her forehead as he kept on appearing in her head. He had not been seen since the past weeks and she hoped he was fine.
Just then, she heard a knock on the door.
“Who's there?” She asked, walking to the door.
“It's Anna,” Anna answered.
“Come in,” she urged.
Anna walked into the room with anxiety written all over her small round face.
“Ma'am, you need to see this,” she said as she handed a small piece of paper over to Samantha.
“From who?” Samantha asked anxiously.
“Sir Ryan,” Anna replied.
Samantha felt her stomach churn at the mention of his name. She walked away from Ann
