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Chapter 2 Lost Light
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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Don’t listen to her, Nate, don’t be gullible and fall for her words. She wants what I have, she wants to be more. Just because I am pregnant, she’s lying through her teeth. Don’t forget she is barren.”
I flinch at her words, unable to believe what is unfolding before my very eyes. Ever Since I was 20, I was constantly told that I was barren from specialized doctors, that I was unable to conceive. I raved up and down like a psychopath looking for ways…, for solutions… even though, then, it seemed impossible. It was one of the darkest moments in my life, and I was in a very bad state. But at the time, that didn’t stop Nate. He loved me with his entire being and didn’t think that was an issue at all, he always assured me and told me that it didn’t matter to him, it was not supposed to be a barrier between two lovers. He accepted me for who I was. He promised we’d get through it side by side, even if we had to adopt children of our own. We were actually planning on doing that few months back, before I started noticing the visible changes in his actions towards me. I should’ve known because they say….. Action speaks louder than words. “I’m not lying, Nate, please believe me,” I plead, my voice barely a whisper as I try to reach him, to remind him of the love we once shared. “I’m carrying your child, our child. This is our second chance.” But he doesn’t respond, his eyes shifting to Claire as if seeking her approval. “So this is what it has come to huh?” I looked into his eyes expecting even the slightest flicker of remorse but all I saw was irritation and annoyance in them. “Wow, no really, Wow.. Clap for yourself Nathaniel Pierce, Your betrayal really surpassed my thinking. I thought you said we could adopt, that it didn’t matter. But because this…..” I turn to claire with disgust in my eyes, “this low life wh*re is carrying that… that bastard” He quickly interjected in anger cutting me off “Don’t you fuck*ng dare point your dirty accusatory fingers at my child. You insulting me is one thing and wouldn’t really affect me, most especially coming from an unwanted loser like you, but you, trying to degrade MY CHILD and the Womb that is carrying my child. I’m warning you Daphne Sinclair i won’t take it lightly with you. I will show you my worst side.” “Show me, I said, show me.. What is left huh? There is nothing so show me once and for all. What haven’t i seen do your worse” “You are so damn irritating, just get the hell out of here. I do not wish to see you or anything that has to do with you. You will always remain the last option in everyone’s life, i didn't get it at first… but now i do. The problem isn’t from anyone, it is from YOU. You are unloveable. Grow the f*ck up!!!” I was frozen in place, unable to react or say anything to him. That was very low coming from him, I thought he would understand me, even if no one else did. I thought he would forever have my back. He was the first person that read and understood me without me having to translate it for him. Even with everything being said, that one question lingered in my mind…. Am I actually the problem? Claire stepped forward, her face a mask of cold satisfaction. “Trust me, I know exactly how to handle her.” I couldn’t move, I couldn't blink, every tic, every toc of the clock was painfully loud and slow. Claire won and I'm not talking of just this time… she’s always won. She grabbed my arm with a ruthless grip and began dragging me towards the darkened hallway. I couldn’t even protest or fight back because I was too paralyzed. He didn’t believe me, he denied my child. I would never forgive him for that. “You don’t get to choose your fate,” she says with a cruel smile and that’s when I took in our surroundings. She literally dragged me across the mansion and to a closed dark cell like room that was meant for dogs. It hasn’t been active since forever so it was in a very terrible state. ‘You’ve always been a fraud, and now it is time you faced the consequences.” I was heaving, almost at the peak of throwing up. She throws open the heavy door to the cell, the harsh metal was a chilling reminder of my past, of my life. I stumbled inside, falling to the cold, unforgiving floor as the door slammed shut behind me. The darkness enveloped me, contrasting to the warmth of love I had once known. I was pregnant, alone and abandoned by the very people I had trusted with my life. The pain was overwhelming. I clutch my stomach knowing now I have to be strong for my child. Because…just like he left me, so did the light in my eyes.
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