Abigail Hayes~•~“I didn’t think you had dresses that covered your ass.”I turned around to glare at Maya and she laughed. She was exaggerating. All my dresses usually covered my ass. The one I was currently putting on just happened to be longer than others usually were. It stopped above my knee but it was backless.“Shut up. Are you ready?”Maya frowned. “Do I not look ready?”“My bad.” I laughed. “Come help me with my makeup.”Maya’s favorite thing was helping me wear makeup which was why she didn’t waste time standing in front of me and ordering me to sit on the chair in front of my dresser.It didn’t take long for her to be done and soon, we were on our way downstairs. When we reached the car, I froze. “It’s inappropriate to continue driving his car,” I spoke, catching Maya’s attention.She had already sat down on the passenger’s seat, but she came out. “Technically, it’s not his car. It’s the company’s car.”“It’s related to him anyway. He’s the CEO. I’ll just call an Uber.”May
George Galanti~•~Abigail was sitting quietly in my car. We both were.It was obvious she was still mad at me and I knew that I deserved it. I couldn’t even do anything about it. I’d apologized already, but then again, those were just words and I needed to show her through my actions that I was sorry.The problem was that I didn’t know how to do that.“Is dancing good for our baby?” I asked when the silence had become too deafening.Her head snapped in my direction and for the first time since she entered my car, she was looking at me. “Our baby?”“Why? Were you sleeping with another man alongside me?”“What? No.”“Then, the phrase is correct. Is dancing good for our baby?” I repeated the question, not caring if it sounded absurd to her. It was true anyway. The little human currently growing in her stomach was ours, together.Abigail cleared her throat. “Um, I’m not sure.”“And you didn’t think of that before going to a club?”She glared at me. “Most forms of exercise are good for pr
George Galanti~•~I didn’t know what my father was up to, but I’d just returned from accompanying Abigail to her check-up when he called me and told me to go to the house and that it was urgent.Abigail hadn’t expected to see me there but I had my new assistant find out what hospital her check-up was at. It was a good thing she was conversant with computers and hacking. It definitely took a lot off my workload.She had been surprised to see me and asked if I was stalking her. She told me she didn’t need me there and I countered her, saying the baby did. It seemed like the other night was a malfunction in her daily life because she was treating me like I was invisible today.I tried not to dwell on it too much. At least, she wasn’t screaming at me so it was a good sign.Finally, I pulled over in the driveway of my parents’ house. I’d driven over the speed limit because of the urgency with which the old man had called, but something told me it wasn’t that urgent. I never could be too c
Abigail Hayes~•~I was in a bind.I was wondering whether I should go to my mother’s house and tell her that I was pregnant or wait until it started to show so she wouldn’t be very mad at me and only help me through it.I knew it was wrong, but my mother was a very dramatic person. She liked to make big deals out of small situations so who knew what she would do with a deal as big as this.She was surely going to ask about the man and I just didn’t know how to tell her that I was sleeping with my boss while he had a wife and his wife found out so he divorced her, then I found out I was pregnant but we were not on good terms so I didn’t know what exactly he thought about it. That didn’t exactly sound smooth, did it?I was still in my room pacing around when I heard my phone ring. For a second, I feared my mom somehow heard my thoughts and was calling me but it turned out to be George.He had made me unblock his number on Monday when he accompanied me for the check-up. It had been thre
Abigail Hayes~•~“Married?” I echoed. “Just because we’re having a child together? What language does that translate to marriage?”“Calm down. Have a seat so we can talk.”George was offering me a seat in my own house but I didn’t have time to dwell on how comfortable he was in my house because there were more pressing matters at hand, like the absurd talk of marriage.Hesitantly, I sat down and waited for him to sit opposite me before I spoke again. “It seems like you don’t think it’s a bad idea.”“I don’t.” He answered honestly.I shook my head with a short laugh. I didn’t know how George and I ever got along. We were polar opposites. We had different morals and values and we saw things in different lights. George sighed. “Despite not leaving digital traces of my life on the internet, it is quite easy for even richer people to dig around and find things about me I don’t want anyone finding about, which includes you and our baby. That’s not because you are embarrassing or anything.
Abigail Hayes~•~We were not poor, but we weren’t rich either. We never struggled to get the things we wanted but that was because we never tried to live above our means. We had savings but they weren’t over the top or anything.This was why when I heard the news of my mother’s sickness, I was frightened. She had cervical cancer and it was just as expensive to treat as other cancers. Every other thought flew out of my head as I tried to imagine where we would get such money from because I obviously couldn’t let the cancer take over my mom’s life.I was stunned. I didn’t know what to do or say. All I could do was wrap her in what I hoped was a warm hug as tears freely flowed down my eyes. It seemed like she was trying to be strong but as soon as I broke down in her arms, she broke down as well. We stayed in each other’s arms crying for a few good minutes. My problem seemed so minuscule compared to hers.“Does Olivia know?” I questioned when I finally pulled away from her.She wiped m
George Galanti~•~I had a lot of work to do at the office, so I had to leave early for work. Going to the office wasn’t as exciting as before because I didn’t get to see Abigail’s face anymore. Ever since I went to her house and asked for a contract marriage, we hadn’t spoken much. I was starting to think I had made a mistake by making it seem I wanted to pay her just to get married to me. I said I was going to let her think but I couldn’t wait anymore. I decided I was going to call her after work to find out how she felt about the whole situation. Every decision I made was actually in her best interest, I wanted to protect her and protect my incoming child. The world was cruel enough and I didn’t want the media to find out she was having a child out of wedlock. They were going to eat her alive and I didn’t want to watch her go through something as terrible as that. I brushed off my thoughts and parked my car in the driveway of my company. I got into my office and my assistant ha
Abigail Hayes ~•~George was good at keeping promises. As soon as I asked, he had transferred the money to my account. He told me he was going to transfer the rest after I signed the contract. I didn’t really care about the rest of the money. I just wanted to be able to afford my mother’s treatments. I told him not to worry about the rest but he insisted on keeping his end of the bargain. He was supposed to meet me today, but I had to take my mother to the hospital. George had gone as far as finding one of the best doctors to treat my mom. I was thankful for it.My mother questioned the source of the money but I dismissed it and told her it was from my savings. When she reminded me that I was not rich enough to have fifty grand sitting in my bank account, I then told her part of it was from the loan I took from the bank. It wasn’t like I liked lying to her. I just couldn’t tell her I got paid to get married.I stayed with her as the doctor told us the process of her treatment. She h