While Tammie waited for me, I grabbed a jacket and put on my shoes in silence. We bought a test within thirty minutes and were back in my room. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest, and I felt like throwing up again, only this time because of nerves. I paced the room as we waited for the minutes to be up, and when Tammie's alarm went off, I felt my heart stop. My hands shook with anxiety.
"I can't look," I said tearfully to Tammie, and she nodded. She checked the test I had placed on a chair on top of some toilet paper, and her face told me all I needed to know. I checked for myself, picking up the stick and seeing the two lines sealing my fate. "I must have done something wrong," I said, shaking my head. "Jade-" "I've heard these things sometimes give you a false positive." The test had to be wrong, I told myself. There was still a chance that we would laugh about this tomorrow; this was just some fluke. Tammie gave me a sad look but nodded. "It's okay. Let's get a different brand." We made the short walk to the pharmacy again and got a different test, together with a bottle of water. I drank my water quietly as we walked back home, the denial strong and real in my head. We said nothing until we got home, and I did the whole process again, getting the same results as before. There was nothing false about the positive result in my hand. I was pregnant. "I'm pregnant," I said, feeling numb even as I said the words. This was happening. It wasn't some cute story about Michael and our night together anymore. It was the result of that night together. "Oh, Jade," Tammie said, coming to hug me. She held me like that for a few minutes while I cried. Never in a million years did I imagine that I would find myself in this situation. I already had enough on my plate with raising my sister and taking care of my father, all while working and trying to get back to school. A child was the last thing I needed right now, but that's what happened when one lost control because of sexy strangers. "We have to find him," Tammie said, drawing back and looking at me. "How?" I sobbed. "I don't have his number, remember? And I don't even know his full name." "We could check with the hotel where he was staying," Tammie suggested. "They won't give out private information about their guests. And I called the hall once before, and they couldn't help either." "You never told me that you tried looking for him.” "Well, I was having a bad day and decided to take a chance, which didn't help anyway." We were quiet for a while, and I placed a hand over my stomach. Michael and I had made little human, but I had to deal with it alone. I had thought the worst thing Michael had left me with was a wounded heart, but it seemed I now had a more permanent issue to worry about. Pregnancies didn't heal like broken hearts. "I can't do this alone, Tamz," I whispered, tears in my eyes again. "I'll be here every step of the way, no matter what you decide to do." "I'm scared, Tamz. I don't know what to do." "Shh," Tammie said, pulling me into a hug. "We'll figure it out. Tomorrow morning we can go to Planned Parenthood and know the options." I nodded and later drifted off to sleep with one thought on my mind,I hope this is all just a dream. It turned out that this was the reality, and as the counselor laid out my options before me, I felt overwhelmed. I had woken up feeling better until I entered the room, and the counselor shut the door before me. She'd said I couldn't bring Tammie in, which had made me panic for a second. But now I understood why. This was my journey, and there were some hard truths I needed to face on my own. "Would you like a glass of water?" She asked gently. "Yes, it seems to be the only thing I can stomach right now." "Ah, I see. Crackers also help with morning sickness." I drank the cold water in one go and felt a bit better. The counselor didn't rush me as I asked all my questions about the options she had provided me. I knew deep in my heart that termination was not an option I wanted to look into, which left adoption or going through with becoming a single parent. She had mentioned many support groups for young single mothers that helped, but I wasn't sure I was ready for that. We talked at length about adoption, and I was surprised to learn that so many couples were ready and willing to adopt infants. I walked out about an hour later with brochures about adoption, and Tammie took me straight home. I had asked my boss for a few days off, and luckily, Tammie was available as well to be there to support me. "So, did it help?" She asked, and I nodded. I felt a strange calmness in my heart now that I knew my options. All I had to do was make a decision, which was way better than not knowing what to do.The following fortnight was filled with work and finalizing my application. The morning sickness seemed like an all-day sickness sometimes, and I quickly realized that this child had a strong aversion to dairy products. It felt strange realizing that the things I used to like to eat didn't matter anymore. As much as I wanted to hide and pretend that this wasn't happening, my body was changing quickly, and the tiny person inside my belly would not be ignored. The only thing I could do was take one day at a time, and I invested most of my time in researching more about giving up my baby for adoption.Today was one of the slower days at work, and I was counting down the minutes until my shift was over. I was meeting Tammie for lunch first; then, we were going for my first ultrasound appointment later. As soon as my alarm went off, I quickly got ready to leave. I was so rushed that I almost bumped into a lady at a corner, pushing her baby in a stroller."Oh, I'm so sorry," I apologized pr
Michael"Sometimes, I think you forget whose name is on your paycheck every month!"My assistant, Daisy, raised a brow at me, and I reigned in my anger. I took a deep breath and faced the windows, taking in the beautiful view. I listened to the man on the other end of the line apologizing, but I was not interested in apologies. Never, in the history of my family legacy, had the Fletcher fortune been enhanced by apologies. And what people didn't realize was that it wasn't my vanity that fueled my passion for succeeding but the responsibilities that I had. To most, I was just a thirty-four-year-old man who had been born with a platinum spoon in his mouth. In truth, I was just a couple of millions shy of becoming a billionaire, but that wealth supported many people.I had thousands of employees and charities that needed me to be the best I could be. There were scholarships in my family name that sent hundreds of kids to school each year, not to mention the medical donations that saved th
JadeToday was one of those days when everything was not going my way. I had spent the entire afternoon shopping with Robin for some new shoes and school supplies, and it seemed we had both reached our breaking point. He had asked for everything he saw, and I was now tired and broke. If only there were a way to explain to a stubborn six-year-old that mommy didn't have money to buy everything he wanted. Especially things he didn't need. I thought that after six years of doing this, I would be a pro by now, but there was no manual for motherhood, and on days like these, one just had to be extra patient."I want ice cream, Mommy," came another request.There were a few fancy restaurants as we walked by, and just ahead of us was a gelato place. I must admit that the large banner with different gelato cones looked appetizing, but I had just bought Robin some yogurt an hour before."We are going home, Robin, and you left ice cream in the freezer, remember?"There was a small tub of vanilla
MichaelI had to give it to Jade. She was one damn good actress. She stood there, pretending she had no idea what I was talking about and looked at me like I had lost my mind. This acting only angered me even more. It was one thing to lie and another to stick to that lie as if it were the truth.She was almost the same as I remembered her, only a little older now. Her face was free of makeup, but she looked so gorgeous it was almost painful. I wondered if she had continued with her modeling; she certainly had the face for it. And that hair was sure to land her many shampoo commercials. But then again, her beauty and my attraction to her had never been the problem. It was her integrity."Mommy?"The little voice brought me back to reality, and I looked at the little boy next to Jade. When I had left the restaurant, I had seen her bend over to talk to the child, but funny how I hadn't paid him any mind once I finally came face to face with her. It was like the world around us had disapp
JadeI held it together pretty well until I got home, and then it finally hit me. I had just seen the father of my child after several years, something I had never thought would happen again. How did a normal, boring shopping day turn out to be so eventful? It went from zero to a hundred, too fast for me to catch my breath. Robin ran to his room as soon as we arrived, excited to finally be home after a long day. It gave me a little time to process everything and not just fall apart in front of him.I wentinto the bathroom and splashed some water onto my face, telling myself I wouldn't cry. It would not solve anything or help me in any way, no matter how much I wanted to cry. I wondered what I had done to piss the universe off because I certainly didn't deserve this. I was by no means perfect, but I always strived to be the best version of myself and lead by example for my son. Now my life was being turned upside down again, just when I thought I was getting the hang of it.I tookmy ph
"Shit, he saw Robin?""Yeah, but he somehow assumed that I'm married and that I used him. I had to leave before he said anything worse in front of Robin, but he was so angry, Tammie. And I got mad at him too, and it was all just one huge disaster.""I'm so sorry, girl. Maybe now it will help you finally stop pining for him."I scoffed. "I don't pine.""Yes, you do, missy, and if you pine any harder, you will turn into a pine tree."I couldn't help but laugh at that. "You are insane, but unfortunately, I love you anyway.""So, what are you going to do?" She asked."What's there to do?""Don't you think it's fate that he's back in town after all these years, and you just happened to meet each other?""Why didn't fate intervene when I was busy looking for him to help me care for our son?""Because you can't question fate, duh! She has her own way of doing things that all makes sense in the end."I laughed and shook my head. "That is crazy, and you know it. Robin and I had our rhythm goin
Michael"Just a second, Mr. Fletcher."I sighed as the receptionist typed something into her computer, making me wait another minute. I had another meeting in a couple of hours, and I needed this council meeting to go well and on time. I checked the time for the fifth time since I arrived, and my impatience only increased.I turned away from the receptionist to look around, needing to look at something other than her. I didn't know if it was how the system was or just her, but there was a need for improvement. Just then, a large group of kids walked through the main entrance. It was more of running than walking, but it was to be expected judging by the children's ages. One of the kids stopped and looked my way before breaking from the group and running toward me. I frowned when he stopped before me, giving me a large grin. It was only then that I realized this little fellow was familiar.Damn."Hi," he said with a small wave.It reminded me of the first time I met his mother, and she
JadeI sneezed as the detergent filled my nostrils, a signal that I probably needed to take a rest now. After dropping Robin at his friend's, I had been cleaning all afternoon, taking advantage of having the apartment to myself. They were having a slumber party, and I trusted Tommy's mother to take good care of him, even though I didn't envy her having to monitor six little boys for the night.My phone rang, giving me the chance to rest for a little as I went to answer it. I took off my gloves before picking the phone up from the kitchen table, seeing Tammie's name on the screen.I smiled as I answered. "Hey, are you home now?""Just got in, but we might have a problem."I laughed, knowing that Tammie's definition of problems ranged from bad hair dyes and needing help to break up with boyfriends. Whatever it was, it was never boring, which is why I was shocked when the next words out of Tammie's mouth were that Michael had called her."Michael called you?" I repeated, certain that I h