THE SHOCK
238 Words
Three weeks later…
My hands trembled as I stared at the small object in my palm, my heart pounding loudly in my chest.
“No… this can’t be real…”
I shook my head slowly, as if denial could somehow change what I was seeing.
But it didn’t.
Two clear lines stared back at me.
Positive.
The word echoed in my mind, heavy and suffocating.
Pregnant.
My breathing became uneven as panic crept in, tightening around my chest like a vice. The room suddenly felt too small, too quiet, too overwhelming.
My knees gave out, and I sank to the floor, my back hitting the wall as tears filled my eyes.
“How… how did this happen…” I whispered, even though I already knew the answer.
That night.
That one reckless, painful night I wished I could erase.
My hand slowly moved to my stomach, trembling as reality settled in.
There was a life growing inside me.
A child.
His child.
Kael’s child.
The same man who had rejected me without hesitation, as if I meant nothing.
A broken laugh escaped my lips before turning into a quiet sob.
“I can’t do this alone…”
But deep down, I knew I had no choice.
No family.
No mate.
No support.
Just me.
And this child.
Everything in my life had changed in an instant.
And whether I was ready or not…
I had to face it.
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