Mishap

" What?"

Ariana's eyes widened in shock, her mouth agape, unable to process the words that had just escaped Doctor Hannah's lips. She sat across from the doctor, her heart pounding in her chest, as a mix of confusion and disbelief.

"You… said… what?" Ariana managed to stammer, her voice barely above a whisper, as she leaned forward, desperately seeking clarity.

Doctor Hannah's expression mirrored Ariana's shock, and she sighed heavily before repeating her startling revelation, her voice filled with remorse. "I'm so sorry, Ariana. It appears that instead of receiving a Vaginitis tube treatment, you were inseminated with sperm."

Ariana's mind raced, struggling to comprehend the gravity of the situation. Two weeks had elapsed since she received the so called Vaginitis tube inserting treatment and she thought it worked as she didn't feel the itchiness again, and now the realization hit her like a tidal wave finding out she was inserted with a Sperm instead. "Two weeks ago," Ariana said, raising two fingers from her trembling right hand. "Are you saying... I might be pregnant?" she uttered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and uncertainty.

"Yes, Ariana," Doctor Hannah repeated gently, her voice tinged with compassion. "Based on the timeline and your symptoms, it's highly likely that you will either soon get pregnant or already carrying a pregnancy."

Ariana's head spun, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions swirling within her. Suddenly, it all made sense. The unusual cravings, the constant fatigue that seemed to consume her every waking moment, and the frequent naps she'd taken, seeking solace and rest. The signs were there, subtly weaving their tale of a life growing within her.

As the weight of the situation settled upon her, Ariana's heart raced, and a mixture of awe and apprehension washed over her. She couldn't help but question herself, her voice barely above a whisper

"Am I really pregnant?"

**********FLASHBACK************

"It's over between Derick and me, Julia," Ariana admitted, her tone tinged with a hint of sadness.

Julia's eyebrows furrowed with concern as she absorbed the news. She leaned forward, her eyes filled with curiosity and compassion for her best friend. "So, what are you going to do now?" Julia inquired gently, her voice laced with empathy.

Ariana sighed, "Nothing, just nothing," she replied, her voice carrying a touch of weariness.

Julia couldn't help but challenge Ariana's response, knowing the depth of their connection. "But, Ariana, I know for a fact that Derick likes you, and you like him too. It's shocking to hear that the relationship didn't work out after everything."

Ariana's eyes glistened with a mixture of frustration as she looked at Julia. "I'm so tired of relationships, Julia," she confessed, her voice filled with a hint of bitterness and anger. "Heartbreak after heartbreak, disappointment after disappointment. It feels like Men are nothing but scums, manipulators, cheaters, and even perpetrators of women's assault. The list goes on and on, and I can't bear to name them all."

Julia nodded in understanding, a somber expression crossing her face. She knew all too well the pain that Ariana had experienced, witnessing her friend's journey through the ups and downs of love.

" Men are nothing but trash just like my father who Assaulted my mom till the day he died," Ariana said looking at an empty space.

Ariana's gaze met Julia's, her eyes filled with a newfound Choice. "I'm done with relationships and men," she declared, her voice carrying a resolute tone. "Right now, all I want is to focus on my own growth. Get my money up like a boss lady, expand and succeed as a fashion designer. And when the time is right, I'll adopt a child, I AM DONE WITH MEN!!."

"That's insane, Ariana," Julia retorted, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Every woman needs a man by her side."Julia said as she turned to Ariana, 'You are absolutely beautiful, stunning, intelligent, Smart, and have the perfect body curves and flawless skin. It's impossible for any man to resist you! You deserve a partner by your side.'"

Ariana shook her head, a resolute expression crossing her face. "Not me, Julia. I don't need one," she affirmed,

"Enough of me what about......ouch....." Ariana winced, a sudden discomfort interrupting her speech.

" What is it?" Julia asked.

"I've been experiencing some itching down there," she admitted, her words laced with a mix of embarrassment and concern. "It started after my breakup with Derick, and it's happened twice now."

Julia's eyes widened in surprise, her lips curling into a smile. "Well, well," she teased playfully, unable to resist a quip. "Seems like your vagina doesn't agree with the breakup with Derick. It's making its displeasure known."

Ariana's initial discomfort melted away, and a chuckle escaped her lips before snapping, "Stop teasing, I'm so damn serious."

Julia advised, "Go to the hospital and find out what's wrong."

Ariana took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I would tomorrow," she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety. "I will be more comfortable meeting with Doctor Hannah."

Julia's frustration boiled over as she exclaimed, "I would love to go with you, but Kelvin Cruz is Frustrating me!"

Ariana couldn't help but burst into Laughter at Julia's outburst.

The following day, Ariana mustered up her courage and made her way to the hospital. As she sat in the examination room, her palms became moist with anxiety. She took a deep breath, ready to confide in Doctor Hannah about her discomfort.

With a mixture of nervousness, Ariana explained to Doctor Hannah how she had experienced persistent itching in her vaginal area twice. Concern etched across Doctor Hannah's face, she swiftly ordered a test to be conducted to determine the cause of Ariana's symptoms.

The anxiousness was almost unbearable as Ariana awaited the results. When the moment finally arrived, Doctor Hannah returned with a serious yet compassionate expression on her face. She gently informed Ariana that the test results revealed she had contracted Vaginitis, and it was at its early stage.

Doctor Hannah's reassuring tone helped calm Ariana's racing thoughts. She explained that Vaginitis was a common condition and emphasized that there was no need for undue worry. To provide relief, doctor Hannah prescribed medication in the form of pills. However, she also recommended a more targeted and efficient treatment, A Vaginitis Tube insertion.

Ariana's eyes widened as she listened to the proposed procedure. Doctor Hannah explained that the tube insertion would allow for a faster and more complete treatment of the Vaginitis. While Ariana felt anxious, she trusted Doctor Hannah's expertise and knew it was the right choice.

Together, they scheduled a day for the Vaginitis tube insertion treatment a day she would be free from her busy Schedule at her Fashion home.

Unbeknownst to Ariana, an unforeseen disaster struck the hospital the day before her scheduled treatment. A fire broke out, causing chaos and panic among the medical staff. In the midst of the commotion, nurses rushed to secure important supplies from the medical store room, desperately trying to salvage whatever they could.

Unfortunately, in the frenzy, sections of tubes tumbled from the shelves, their contents scattered across the floor. Among the fallen tubes were those intended for Ariana's Vaginitis treatment. To make matters worse, the tags indicating their contents fell off, landing around amidst the confusion.

In their haste, the nurses hastily picked up the fallen tags and tubes, attempting to match them together. However, in the confusion and lack of proper oversight, a grave mistake occurred. The tag bearing Ariana's name, intended for her Vaginitis treatment, ended up being placed on a tube filled with sperm.

Unaware of this mix-up, Ariana arrived at the hospital the next day, and the insertion was done Successfully.

************END OF FLASHBACK**********

"Doctor Hannah," Ariana began, her voice trembling, "I think I need to take a pregnancy test. I want to be absolutely sure if I am pregnant or not."

Doctor Hannah, understanding the weight of the situation, nodded empathetically. "Of course, Ariana," she replied. "I completely understand your need for certainty. Let's proceed with the test to provide us with accurate information."

"Once again, I'm so sorry for the mistake," Doctor Hannah said gently, her voice filled with remorse. Ariana looked up at Doctor Hannah, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. She couldn't find the words to respond, her heart heavy with worries as she silently prayed for a negative result.

Doctor Hannah rose from her chair, motioning for Ariana to follow her. Understanding the gravity of the situation, Ariana stood up, her legs feeling weak beneath her. She walked alongside Doctor Hannah, their steps echoing through the corridor as they made their way to the designated test room.

Inside the test room, Ariana took a seat, her palms moist with nervous perspiration. Doctor Hannah, with a calm and reassuring demeanor, prepared the necessary materials, carefully explaining each step to Ariana. The sterile room seemed to close in around them, amplifying the tension in the air as Ariana couldn't stop biting on her lower lips as she looked up at the ceiling. Innerly praying to God for help so she could get out from the mess she suddenly found herself in.

"Alright, Ariana," Doctor Hannah said, her voice steady, "let's proceed with the pregnancy test. I'll guide you through it, and we'll have the results soon." Ariana nodded, her mind a whirlwind of hopes and fears, clinging to the hope that the test would reveal a negative outcome.

" Maybe those unusual cravings, the constant fatigue, and the frequent naps were all because I was tired from work," Ariana said to herself Innerly. " I know so, it was, I was just tired that's all Ariana that's all. You are not Pregnant!! Okay!!" She said again to herself.

As Doctor Hannah carried out the procedure, Ariana's gaze remained fixed on the floor, her fingers intertwined tightly in her lap. She found solace in the rhythm of her own prayers, each whispered plead a testament to her yearning for a negative result, for relief from the uncertainty that had before her.

Once the test was complete, Doctor Hannah instructed Ariana to take a seat in the front chair just outside the test lab. Ariana obediently followed, her heart pounding in her chest, her entire being consumed by the anticipation of the impending results. The minutes stretched on, each one seemingly longer than the last, as Ariana sat there, her mind racing, her thoughts filled with a mixture of dread and hope.

Finally, the door to the test lab swung open, and Doctor Hannah emerged, holding a small slip of paper in her hand. Ariana's eyes locked onto the slip, and her breath caught in her throat. Doctor Hannah approached her, her expression carefully neutral.

"Ariana," she began, her voice gentle yet measured, "The test result is Positive, You're pregnant."

Ariana's hands flew to her mouth immediately, her eyes widening in disbelief. It felt as though the heater at the hospital was immediately turned off as Ariana felt cold goosebumps all over her body, the weight of those words sinking deep into her very being. Just moments ago, she was living a life centered solely around herself, and now, in an instant, her entire world had shifted.

Unable to find her voice amidst the emotions, Ariana's trembling hands remained pressed against her lips. The news reverberated through her, mingling with a jumble of thoughts and fears.

Observing Ariana's stunned reaction, Doctor Hannah slowly knelt down beside her, gently taking hold of her trembling hand. Her own eyes filled with how sorry she was as she whispered softly, "I'm so sorry, Ariana. I'm truly sorry."

After a few minutes, Ariana regained her composure and gazed at Doctor Hannah with a mix of anger and frustration. The overwhelming desire to sue for medical misconduct surged within her, fueled by the realization that Doctor Hannah had mistakenly inserted sperm instead of administering the intended Vaginitis tube treatment.

But as Ariana looked into Doctor Hannah's eyes, she hesitated. The bond between them ran deep, extending beyond the closeness of just a doctor and patient relationship. Doctor Hannah was more than just a medical professional to Ariana and her Family; she was like a mother and a trusted family friend.

She had been present at Ariana's birth, a witness to the milestones of her life. The thought of legal action against someone so intertwined with her personal history felt frustrating with the connection they shared.

Ariana took a deep breath, her internal struggle evident in her expression. "Sueing her won't be the best choice," Ariana whispered to herself, grappling with the conflicting emotions that boiled within her. The weight of the mistake was undeniable, but so too was the complexity of their relationship.

Ariana's voice trembled as she looked directly into Doctor Hannah's eyes, her voice laced with urgency. "Doctor Hannah, Who is the owner of the Sperm, I mean the Father of the Child" Ariana asked.

Doctor Hannah straightened herself, rising from the spot where she had knelt. There was a heaviness in the air as she took a deep breath, preparing to disclose the Answer of who the Father was. But then decided to take it slow. "The father is someone we all know," she began, her tone laden.

Ariana's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She leaned forward, her entire being focused on Doctor Hannah's response. "Someone, we all know? Who is it?" she pressed.

Doctor Hannah hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on Ariana's face. And then decided to spill the beans.

"Mateo Luca-Hendrix,"