Chapter 49

Arabella’s POV

As the driver drove home, the drive was so silent, that kind of silence that makes you very nervous and uncomfortable. I pressed my body against the window, as I tried distracting my thoughts by watching the blurred lights of the city. But it was of no help, as the whole time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Asher. I held my phone tightly, staring at his name on the screen. My thumb hovered over it, I wanted to know where he was, that if he didn't want to be a father that badly I could ter…mi.. Nate, the baby.

But I didn’t, though. I couldn’t.

Why did I even want to call him? What would I say? Would he even answer? I shook my head, as if doing that would push the thoughts away, but the thoughts and the doubts were still there. The car’s soft and the bump of the road beneath the tires only made it worse. My mind wouldn’t stop racing.

I stared at my phone again. Should I just call? Would it make things easier, or would it make them worse? My hand hovered, indecisive. I