CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

For the rest of the evening, Bonnie remained resolute about her situations.

She stopped herself from thinking to avoid getting more confused.

She's pregnant. She's pregnant....

Those inner selves whispers mockingly in her mind.

Her dream all shattered because of a night.

If she could turn back the clock she would do anything to avoid meeting with that mysterious guy.

She sighed, oceans of tears gathered up in her sockets.

It felt so warm as they drip down on her red cheeks.

She's pregnant but still a v*rgin, it doesn't matter either way. All she cares about is to make the owner claim responsibilities for his actions.

"Bonnie, are you still on this? Remember the doctor told you not to think about anything, we just have to figure this out together." Those words are sincere at least, she knows how her friend must feel and what she's passing through.

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