jumping up and down on the balls of her feet. She looks so happy right now.
How can I tell her I’m pregnant?
I plaster on a smile and give her a hug.
“I’m so proud of you.” She glances up at me and notices my tearful eyes.
“Don’t worry, Annabelle, I can keep paying my half of the rent until you can find a roommate if you like? I don’t want to leave you in the lurch.” I swallow the rest of my tea and rinse my mug out. “You’re not mad are you?”
I take a deep breath before turning around. “I’m not mad at you, Tracy. I’m so proud of you, and I know you will do really well.” I twitch my lips and make my way to my bedroom. Tracy pops her head out of the kitchen.
“I’m not leaving for another few months, so you’re stuck with me until then.”
I quietly shut my door and go to the bathroom. I strip out of my clothes and climb into the shower. The steamy, hot water feels beautiful on my skin and I don’t want to get out. I think about what I’m going to say to Joshua.
How do I tell him that I’m pregnant with his baby?
I get out of the shower, dry my body, put on my nightie and climb into my nice comfy bed. I’m trying to be happy for Tracy, but a part of me is feeling abandoned. I’m scared of being alone and of bringing this baby up alone. I can’t stop the sob that escapes me as I quietly cry myself to sleep.
There’s seems to be so much filing that needs doing today. It’s a fairly easy day as there are no meetings or appointments. I sit and type up some documents while sipping on a glass of water. It’s the only thing I can keep down at the moment. I’ve been to the toilet about five times today, being sick. I think Joshua is getting curious as to what’s going on with me. Tammy hasn’t been by all day, thank God! I really can’t deal with her at all today. The intercom buzzes.
“Miss Connor, can I see you in my office, please?” Before I can reply, he’s hung up. I walk to his office and knock on the door.
His husky voice calls through the door, “Come in.”
I turn the doorknob and walk into Joshua’s office. He’s sitting at his desk, writing.
“Please Miss Connor, take a seat.”
I walk over and sit down in the chair, facing him. He looks a bit uneasy and I’m getting really nervous.
He knows.
I know he knows.
I bite my bottom lip and shift nervously in my seat.
“I’ve noticed that you have been quite sick today. Are you coming down with something?” I shake my head slowly and he looks really uncomfortable.
“Is there a reason why you're sick?”
I nod my head while still chewing on my lip. He gets up and starts pacing backward and forward.
“Is this anything to do with me and you, and that night?” I slowly nod my head again.
He knows… he knows.
I hold my breath while I wait for his reaction. He fists his hair and starts shaking his head.
I hear him muttering, “She can’t be… she can’t.” He stops pacing and looks me straight in the eye.
“Are you pregnant?” I see the pain in his eyes.
“Yes,” I whisper. His intense gaze is fixed on me. We both don’t move and it’s silent for a while. I don’t want to say anything because I know he’s trying to get his head around it.
Out of the blue, he shouts, “How could you let this happen?”
I reel back in shock. His eyes are like fire and his breathing has gotten harsh. I can’t let him get away with this, so I stand with my fists clenched.
“Excuse me? My fault? How is this my fault? If I remember correctly, there was two of us there. How dare you! I know it’s a shock and it is for me too, but blaming me is not the answer!”
He takes a step toward me. His jaw is twitching as he just stares at me.
“Look, I’m having this baby, and if you don’t want to be involved then that’s fine. I’m not looking for anything from you. I will be fine on my own.” I turn on my heel and walk toward the door.
“Annabelle?” I stop dead. I’m shocked he’s called