Chapter 4

Two months later

Elizabeth's P.O.V

As he had promised he had gone with me to the doctor's office. After all the tests were done the doctor informed us that I was indeed pregnant. Arnold asked so many questions it made me blush and try to hide in shame. He even went so far as to have an extra copy of the first ultrasound printed out for him to put in his wallet to keep it with him always. I tried to remind him that there would be more ultrasound pictures to come but he said that this one is special as it was the first time he was seeing our baby.

He even said our baby. He turned out to be so supportive and helped me without asking questions or looking back.

At our next and second ultrasound, we were excited to get to know the gender of our baby. What we didn't expect was to find out that we would be having two babies. Turns out that our boy was hiding his little sister at the previous scan. They were both in perfect health and condition. Once again Arnold had an extra ultrasound picture printed and placed it along with the first one in his wallet.

Back home, Yes I live with Arnold now, since my mum said I got what I deserved and kicked me out of the house. She didn't even want to listen to my explanations, neither did she let me get my stuff. Arnold and I had to sneak in and get my stuff while she was out of the house at her new flavour of the month. Luckily, she hadn't had the locks replaced and I still had my set of keys. Those were left on the counter with a note telling her that I was sorry and that I didn't want money but that I would appreciate her support and help in what I would be going through.

She never did make contact with me after that. She was probably happy that she didn't have the problem of a burden hanging around her neck anymore and that she got rid of me even before she had planned to. It kind of hurt because she was the only family that I had left and that I knew of. At least I now have Arnold and the twins as my family.

Arnold didn't let me get too sad about this. He would spoil me and take me out on dates and we would have the best of fun.

One night about five months into the pregnancy I was having a very difficult night and was sick most of the night. Arnold being the supportive man he was helped and stayed awake by my side during the whole night. This made me feel guilty as he had to wake up early to get to work on time.

He did happen to be a few hours late to work and had gotten a written warning as a result of this. I felt so guilty as it had in fact been my fault but he said that it was alright and that what's done is done. This didn't make the guilt go away but at least made me worry a little less.

Arnold planned another perfect date for us. This time he had arranged a picnic for us under the stars in the botanical gardens. It was absolutely breathe takingly beautiful. Just as we were getting to the desserts he had packed he started getting nervous. I didn't take notice of this until he was standing on one knee in front of me with this amazing ring and asking me if I would marry him and promising that we would be raising the twins together in a loving home.

Through the tears I managed to say yes that I would be delighted to marry him and raise the twins in a loving home where both parents were present.

A few weeks later

Arnold came home looking like he saw a ghost. When I had asked him what was wrong he told me that he was fired from work. They didn't even give him a very good reason as to why they were letting him go. We cried together and he had promised to try and find a job that would still have us be able to take care of the twins in the way that was needed.

We searched for a new job and we sent out hundreds of resumé's but nothing came of it.

I was already 7 months pregnant when finally he found someone that was willing to hire him. It was at a lot less than the old salary but at least it was something as our savings had been running low from us living on them the last while. He accepted the job and we had had a talk that evening.

We wouldn't be able to take care of both the twins anymore without sacrificing a lot of necessary items we would need. I tried to think of something to do when Arnold said the most shocking thing I never thought I would be hearing out of his mouth.

"How about we keep one of the twins and put the other up for adoption to a good home. We can always later when we are more financially stable try for another baby."

He wanted me to choose between my twins. He wanted me to give up one of my babies.

I didn't think I would be able to do that at all.

Over the next two months our situation got even worse with us some months not having enough for everything we needed.

This is what helped me in making my decision. I struggled with the guilt and the fear but it had to be done.

One evening as we were getting into bed I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked to Arnold.

"I hate how it's been going the last two months and I would hate to have nothing to feed my babies with. I thought and I have decided that I would do as you suggested and give our baby girl up for adoption."

Arnold and I cried together as we laid in bed thinking about our situation.