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Chapter 6

Author: Ann Selanreb
last update Last Updated: 2021-07-17 00:39:46

 Cameron's

            Now… Now what?

            “Senorita,”

            What I’m going to do now?

            “Senorita Cameron?” A voice keeps on calling me, but I didn’t look back. My mind is in chaos from the bombardment of anger and shock. Who wouldn't be? After six long months, he will show up and insult me again?

            I need to breathe. I need to compose myself. I need to clear my mind. But, I know Alejandro and his capabilities, and he will force another confrontation again. So, I need to prepare for that.

            “Senorita, where are you going?”

            Damn! What is he doing here, by the way? Whatever the reason is, I won’t give him the chance to mock and threatened me again. My pregnancy was obviously a huge surprise to him. There was no faking the what-the-hell expression on his face in the café. Nor was their meeting some bizarre accident.

            “Seno—”

            “What? I had enough! Okay, I get it. So you people came here and broke me again. Is it funny?” I look at Damian his the one who keeps on calling me and tailing me. I hear him called, but I’m not in the mood for a little reunion.

            I see how his gray eyes soften, and I know that look that he was giving, and I hate that. “I’m sorry, Senorita.”

            “Leave me alone, Damian. Go to your master his still in my apartment. Go. Get him and bring him back where he belongs,” And I turn my back on him. I keep on walking, don’t know where to go I need to. I thought I could start a new life, but Alejandro is making our world smaller, and I don’t know why.

            I looked at the clear sky and the people around me. I wish that my life is simple, just like before, but who am I kidding? I know that I couldn’t go back now that there's a life inside me now. After my baby was born, I need to find a decent job to support us. I know the responsibility of a single parent, and I need to save every penny for that eventuality. That’s why I chose to live in a small cheap apartment and earmarked all my earnings for my baby. Then we would move into a better place, somewhere safe to raise a child without Alejandro’s and his money. That was my plan not until Alejandro showed up again. And I hate him for that.

            And what will happen to me now? He already knew that I am pregnant, and with his connection and power, he will know that I am carrying his child sooner or later. And I don’t allow that kind of life again, go back into a situation where I risked so much hurt and devastation?

            I had enough. I am so tired, worn thin, and in no position to defend myself from whatever onslaught Alejandro was preparing.

            Her fingers tightened, and anger penetrated the haze. Why the hell was she doing walking with no direction, running away? She wasn’t in the wrong. Alejandro couldn’t make her do anything he wanted, and he would leave my apartment and out into my life, or she’d get a restraining order against him.

            Alejandro had no power over me anymore. No, I didn’t have his money, his connections, his breeding, or his heritage. But who even cared about that stuff in this day and age? I’d been stupid, but that’s enough of stupidity.

             I breathed in deeply, steadying my shot nerves. Yeah, he’d caught me off guard. I hadn’t prepared to see him again. But that didn’t mean I was going to let him mow ever me again.

            Even as I made that resolution, nervous fear fluttered in her chest and tightened my throat. The future that I’d planned suddenly seemed perilous with Alejandro’s reappearance in her life.

            If he got it in his head that it was his child she carried, which he will figure out soon, he wouldn’t go away. The problem was, even if she managed to convince him that it wasn’t his child. He’d assume it was Alexander’s. So, that still made the Sancho family a severe impediment to my future.

            “Damn! One thing at a time, Cameron,” I murmured.

            The first thing she had to do was get Alejandro out of her apartment to weigh her options. She may not have his money or connections, but that didn’t mean she was going to fold at the first sign of adversity.

            “You’ll get this over,” I convinced myself. I badly need that.

            As I trudged in the direction of my apartment, I cheered myself up by imagining that he wouldn’t be there. That he’d given up and left, deciding, I wasn’t worth the effort. I snorted as that thought crossed my mind. He’d already done that once. Turn his back on me and leave me hanging. It wasn’t a stretch that he’d dismiss me from his life again.

            One more block, and I’ll be in my apartment, and my thoughts were calm. Then I heard my phone ring. It was Lena, who kept on calling me, and my thoughts were so deep that they ignored everything. I can’t help to be worried.

            “Hello, Lena, are you okay? Where are you?” I asked.

            “I’m the one who should ask you where the heck are you, Cameron? I’m worried and sick right now. I keep on calling you, and I didn't get anything from you. So what they do to you?” Lena bombarded me with a non-stop question. I bit she’s not breathing correctly right now.

            “I’m fine, okay. I’m alright. I’m here outside. I need to breathe.”

            “I’m sorry about that. But, you can talk to me, right? I’m your friend. I won’t leave you. I’m always here for you.”

            I can’t help to smile. I’m lucky that I found a friend like her. “T-thank you, Lena. I’ll talk to you soon. I’ll tell you everything.”

            “I’m happy that you're going to tell me everything. But I need you now, Cammy. I’m sorry to say this, but we had a problem. I wanted to do not tell you anything about this, knowing the situation you’re facing right now. But you have all the rights to know.”

            “What is it?”

            “I’m sorry, Cammy. But, Antonio runs away together with our money, I can’t find him. So everything vanished, and it’s my fault. I wished I didn’t introduce him to you. But he's a scammer, and we are the willing victims.”

            My knees turned into jelly, and I wished that everything was just a dream, a nightmare. That money was my last resort. Lena introduced Antonio, and I trusted him because his Lena’s high school friend. Antonio planned to start a business, a jewelry pawnshop. He has all the business plans, and everything is perfect, and all he need was an investor. Lena and I got interested and impressed with his business and decided to invest, and now my last money vanished into thin air.

            “Cammy, a-are you alright?”

            “Where are you?” I said with low voice. I run out of strength everything piled up.

            “I’m in the house,”

            “I’m coming,”

            Another misery and I am not ready for this.

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