The Billionaire's Forced Bride

The Shocking Pregnancy

Chapter 006

The Shocking Pregnancy

Amara's POV

I stared unbelievably at the test in my hand, the two pink lines fo*lishly glaring back at me like a dead verdict.

Pregnancy?

I could hardly gather strength to breathe, my chest tightening beyond my imagination as the reality glared at me. How had I managed to get here? How had everything concerning my life turned upside down so quickly?

I had succeeded in chasing Damian away, the man who might have been the father. I had told him to leave, instructed him never to come close to me, that it was a mistake, that it couldn’t happen between us. I couldn’t bring myself into getting more involved with him. But right now... this? I was of all things, carrying his child, and I had no idea what to do next from here.

The room felt like I was alien, and it was closing in on me. I sank dejectedly on the bed, holding my suddenly heavy head in my hands. I didn’t desire to be a single mother. I couldn’t do that. My life wasn’t even stable to even give me room to figure out who I was, let alone raise a child on my own.

And then there was my betrothed, Victor. After everything that had transpired during the engagement party, the distance created between us, he had called off the engagement. He hadn’t even made any effort to find out what happened to me. He had just walked away like he was waiting for the moment to do so.

I felt a tear generously slip down my cheek. He hadn’t wanted me from the beginning.

I wiped it away quickly, furious at myself for even remembering someone like him in my thoughts. But still, deep down, a part of me wondered if there would ever be a chance to make things right between us.

But what exactly was I supposed to do now?

The doorbell immediately rang, helping to pull me out of my thoughts. I glanced toward the direction of the wall clock. It was already late for visitation. Who could possibly be at the door?

I opened it, and surprisingly, there stood Victor, his familiar face full of tension and something else I couldn’t quite place my hand on.

"Amara," he said too softly, almost hesitantly. "Can we sit and talk?"

I blinked, totally bewildered and stunned for a second at his coming. The man who had wasted no time in calling off the engagement just a few days ago was standing in front of me like nothing ever happened.

"Talk about what exactly?" I managed to say, not trusting my voice as it shook slightly.

The Victor, who I know to be arrogant, shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "About... us."

I crossed my arms, not understanding the drama going on, and still trying to hold myself together. "Us?"

He nodded, confirming what I heard was right, and stepped into the room without waiting for an invitation. "Look, Amara, I know things have really escalated and went south, but I’ve been thinking a lot about it. I don’t really want to walk away from whatever we had in the past. I was totally wrong. I was being stupid for not trusting you. You’re the one I want for me, and I... I messed up."

I stood frozen for a few seconds, trying to process everything. He just vomited with his mouth. Victor, the man who had thrown me aside like trash without looking back, now wanted to fix things. He wanted to make things right and get back together.

"Why now?" I asked, almost bitterly. "Why come back after everything that has happened?"

Victor looked down, unable to answer, guilt flashing in his eyes. "I was really scared, Amara. I thought you did that because you didn’t want me anymore. But I realize now that I was totally wrong. I was afraid of losing you, but instead, I ended up pushing you away."

I felt a heavy pang in my chest, but I shoved it aside quickly. "Victor, we can’t possibly pick up from where we left off. Things are very complicated now."

He reached out, carefully taking a few steps closer. "I know, but we can always do our best and figure it out. But that would be together. I love you, Amara. I always have and won't stop."

I swallowed very hard, my heart racing uncontrollably. He loved me. But did I also love him? Could I pay blind eyes and go back to the life we had planned together, knowing what had happened between us and Damian?

Victor’s voice softened which was unlike him, his eyes pleading with me to take him back. "Amara, please. Don’t pay me back by shutting me out. I know I really messed up, but I am here to make it right. I want us to come together and be a family."

Family?

That word hit me really hard, harder than I expected. My mind flashed back to the pregnancy test I just carried out, the growing realization that I was about to be a mother. A part of me was confused, the other pushing to scream, to tell him everything. But I couldn’t bring myself into doing that. I didn’t wish to complicate things more than they already were.

I stepped back so that he would come closer, shaking my head. "Victor, I... I don’t know."

He seemed to read my hesitation might be because of another problem. "Please, Amara, just give me this last chance. Let me prove to you that I can be the man you need."

I stared at him, my heart torn, not knowing what to decide. This wasn’t how I had imagined things to be for me. I had always wanted stability, I dreamed of certainty, but now all I felt was confusion.

"I don’t have a clue about what to say, Victor," I whispered, but almost not low as intended, my voice trembling.

He moved forward, reaching to hold my hand. "Just assure me you’ll give us a chance."

I opened my mouth to talk, but nothing came out, not even a word. The weight surrounding my new secret was too much. How will I start telling him now? How could I even bring him to an understanding or explain the mess I was in?

Instead of complicating things further, I gave him a small, uncertain nod. "I... I’ll definitely think about it."

Victor smiled victoriously, relief washing over him as I watched. "That’s all I needed this moment, Amara."

I watched him leave quietly as he arrived, the door clicking softly behind him indicating he was no longer in the house. My heartfelt heavy, because of the lifetime decision I was yet to make.

I still hadn’t found my voice to tell him about the pregnancy. And I wasn’t sure I could do that anytime soon. How's this going to end for me? What if he finds out or my family does? Will Damian accept his responsibility since I rejected him?