The Billionaire's Unknown Offspring

Chapter No.16

The city that used to be a mural of our mutual ambitions changed into a laboratory of my durability in the long stretch of my splitting up to Joel. I plunged into the work of launching my own company seeking to create a fate free of the torment he had inflicted.

Years turned months, then days, turning into nights when I sat at my desk, buried in business plans, predicted financials and marketing strategies. It was the city lights that became my companions in those lonely hours, their warmth emblems of what was a life that moved on, even in times of grief.

When another life began to develop inside of me, the responsibility grew bigger and I started to feel like the weight of it is all around me. The feelings of joy that pregnancy brings blended with the dread of going through this walk all by herself. I had hoped to build a sacred bond with Joel, who now I was sharing this gorgeous time in our lives with, was one that was stained with betrayal that resounded in every heartbeat.

Those mornings made it a struggle to come over the tiredness that wrapped me up. Nausea and fatigue were my ever-present companions, my physical and emotional friends. Even the office, that was a world of aspiratios and dreams before, redefined itself into a shelter where I had to face the realities of entrepreneurship and future while the life inside me was growing.

I occasionally longed for Joel as well. If he was gone, then there was no one to fill his place; the lack he left behind was growing monstrously wide. The silence of the apartment somehow took on the impression of one of the gory shadows haunting their unfulfilled, once combined dreams. He weighed his betrayal down so much and still in the loneliness I played strength in silence.

The city that was the setting of our love story became a scenery to my rebuilding process. It became filled with all memories like a fingerprint on the palm of our hand which we walked hand-in-hand. I failed to see him even in the usual moments, a glance that shared between two people, the words said in a whisper, and the warmth of his nearness.

The pregnancy compounded my struggles. Since motherhood is a must thing for all holly women, often doctors’ appointments, cravings, and anticipation becomes a lonely journey. Such was the desperation from loneliness, that there would be days when tears would flow uncontrollably. I wanted to sized wish Joel had supported me, and we would prepare for a new life as a whole.

But his treachery persisted in the darkness a reminder of the love I thought I had shared being a delusion. The pain in my heart lingered on, a wound that could not completely heal. I asked myself the decisions that had brought me here, dreams that collapsed, and love that was transient.

As my business began to form it problems increased. Combining the burdens of entrepreneurship with the stresses of pregnancy developed into an elaborate dance. I had nights when I doubted whether I could cope, whether the burden of my ambitions and these responsibilities would make to snap under pressure.

However, each obstacle pulled a limitless strength out of me. The help of friends and family turned into a lifeline, meaning a feeling of the commune amidst loneliness.