DANIELLE'S P.O.V.For, very possibly, the fifteenth time on that day, I declined another incoming call from an unsaved and unknown phone number on my mobile phone. The caller had been blowing up my mobile phone with calls since very early that morning and I had also been declining all of the calls ever since then, but instead of said caller reading between the lines by realizing that I was not interested in picking up the call and giving up on disturb me with calls, he or she, instead, only became even more of a disturbance as the calls only became more persistent.Almost immediately after I had declined the previous call, my ringtone blared from my phone's speakers and the same unsaved and unknown number flashed on the phone's screen. At the sight of the unknown caller ID, I let out a hiss through my teeth and groaned in frustration. On my reaction, my friends who had been busy contemplating what food and drinks to get from the school cafeteria for lunch, looked up from their brainst
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.As soon as I had dropped my pen for the last paper of the examination for the duration of the semester, I practically flew out of the lecture room, only having just enough time to bid my friends a quick farewell before I made my way to the school's parking lot where I had parked my car earlier in the day.The source of my hurry was not the fact that I wanted to get out of the school grounds as fast as possible because I had just concluded the semester's examinations; although it could be counted as one of the reasons as I had day dreamt and imagined how thrilling it would be to run out of the school after finally finishing the exams. The sole reason for my rush was the fact that I had an appointment to meet up with that afternoon; an appointment that I could not afford for any of my family members or friends to catch wind or get an inkling of.Once inside the confines of my car, I took in deep breaths to regulate my breathing which had been affected in my rush out of
DANIELLE'S P.O.V."You're expected back in three working days for the result of your tests.""Okay, doctor. Thank you very much for your time.""You're most welcome, Mrs Valencia." the doctor said."Have a great rest of the day." I greeted."You do the sane too, Mrs Valencia." she reciprocated.After bidding my farewells to Doctor Melissa Vamos, the obstetrician gynecologist that attended to me and directed me in the process of confirming whether the strip test that I had taken in the confines of my bathroom were accurate or not.After exiting the doctor's office, I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me once again- it was a different feeling from the type that I'd had on my way to the hospital and my entry into the doctor's office. This feeling was almost new as it felt very fresh and undiluted in its tenseness.The processes that I had undergone and being a partaker of while trying to confirm the suspicions that I had about the true state of my health had been nearly as mentally dr
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.When Adrian retracted his palms which he had placed around my eyes as a blindfold, I was surprised by the sight that lay before me in the living room; it could be said, and recorded, that once more, my husband, Adrian Valentino, had succeeded in surprising me- and this surprise of his was indeed, much like some of the few other occurrences of such, a pleasant one.Bared before me, on the marble floors of the living room, were rose flower petals- bright red petals that covered the expanse of the floors and arranged in parallel lines to mark off a pathway that led from the sitting area of the house to another part of our homestead; one which I was very eager to explore at that moment.“Oh, wow!” I said, my eyes trailing over the length of the living room’s floors.“Come now, my lady.” Adrian said, moving to stand beside me and bending his elbow in a gesture that mimicked that which the English gentlemen usually did in movies, “There is much more to see.”“Oh really?” I
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.The feelings that I experienced at the surprise dinner with Adrian were new; raw, and they were as terrifying as they were exciting. More than I cared to admit, these new feelings coursed through my body and surged through my being, every waking moment, in those days that led after the dinner. I could barely look at Adrian without my chest surging or without my heart beating as fast as a horse's gallop; it was frightening to feel and I feared, and dreaded, that moment when I would have to accept these feelings of mine for what they really were.The days following the surprise dinner rolled by faster than I hoped than they would and without much warning or alerting, the day of my truth finally arrived.That morning was like any other morning that I'd had in the house that I now shared with my husband. I woke up to the sunlight, in its full glory, shining its bright and luscious light; as usual, the morning sun light licked its way, mutely, through the closed cream col
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.Sometimes, when I would find myself in a discomfiting position, I would imagine what it felt like to be breathless; I wondered what it would feel like to be completely, utterly, breathless and for every single breath of air to leave one's body.Truthfully speaking, I had always pondered the idea and the concept of shock as it was a phenomenon that caused me great intrigue. It usually was a feeling of distress and disbelief that one would have when something; either bad or good; happened accidentally.My reaction at hearing, from the doctor, that I was actually pregnant was a sick feeling of shock."What?!" I asked, "Wait, what?!”I kept repeating the phrase into the phone as if I had never heard those words before in my life. I did not know why I said the words, and I did not even mean to say them but they kept coming regardless.I could call it an accident and I could also tag it a surprise but an unexpected pregnancy was not something that I planned for. I had to p
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.As I made my way from the doctor’s office back to the front desk; this time with me following the lead of another nurse as the one who had brought me to the doctor’s office earlier had left to do something important; I wrenched my hands due to the barrage of jittery nerves that coursed through my body. I was way beyond anxious, terrified, and frightened; there could not have been better words to describe the way that I was feeling at that moment.On reaching the front desk, I could barely even muster up a smile in greeting to the receptionist. I replied her cheerful farewell with a reluctant and depressing one of my own as I was unable to pretend that my day was anything but dreary. The lift from the clinic proper to the parking lot below it seemed like one of the longest journeys that I had ever had to take. The air in the elevator felt stifling and suffocating and I was on the verge of breaking down right there and coming undone completely. I could only be grateful
DANIELLE’S P.O.V.The air in the room stilled and the space suddenly started to seem smaller as I waited, with bated breath, for Adrian to say something as regards to the news that I had only just broken to him. I did not know what I had been expecting him to say or how I had expected for him to react, but I was definitely not expectant of the silence that he had decided to give as response to my revelation.Nearly half an hour had passed after I had told my husband about the results of the pregnancy tests that I had consulted and the only thing that he had done since I had revealed that information to him was to stare blankly at the living room wall ahead of him. I was tired of sitting in the quiet and waiting anxiously for him to give any other form of response and I desperately wished for him to quell the fear and nervousness that lingered in the depths of my mind and stirred in the pit of my stomach. When it was obvious to me that I would have to spend another half of an hour wait