Riella's POV.I barely made it two steps into the living room before I fell apart and came rushing to the floor. Luckily, Carolyn who had been peeking at the windows was quick to catch me before I bruised myself.I fell into her hands and cried my eyes out at how terrible I felt on the inside. I couldn't believe what I had just done. I rejected Harold. It was the right thing to do yet it felt so wrong. It felt so terribly wrong.“He said he loves me, Lyn. He said he loves me, can you believe that?” I cried as she held me closer. It had taken me all my willpower to stand there and call him bluff but I was here now, bawling my eyes out.“Why did it have to hurt so much? Why? Why can't I just have him? He loves me yet he would be getting married to that stuck-up model? He loves me yet his parents ruined my parents. Why did everything have to be this hard?” I clutched her clothes tightly and she tried to steady me as she held me very close to her.“It's okay, baby. Shit happens. If you wa

Riella's POV.I adjusted the scarf that was tied to my waist with one hand while the other pressed my phone to my ear. I was talking to my mum after succeeding in avoiding her calls for days.“Ella,” she called tiredly, a small sigh accompanying her words. I knew she was probably exhausted from the last few days. More like the discoveries of the last few days but if only she knew how much I was trying to keep myself from thinking about everything, she wouldn't call me.“You don't have to get rid of the baby. I'm psyched to carry your child already.” She sounded exasperated because she had been trying to get me to see her point.“Did Carolyn put you to this?” I asked as I walked out of my room and gently shut the door behind me. I knew all of Carolyn's efforts to stop me from getting rid of the baby. She knew I had the doctor's appointment the following day and now, she asked my mum to try and convince me against it. I was just going to ignore her.“What do you mean by that?” she snapp

Riella's POV.I woke up feeling very tired. I didn't know how pregnancy worked but this was pretty serious. It was the day of the appointment at the hospital yet I woke up with a splitting headache that could turn into a migraine at any time. I climbed out of bed and swiped my hair out of my face. My eyes felt heavy and my back hurts a little too. I yawned as I slipped my feet into a pair of flip-flops and walked to the bathroom. I didn't have the energy to stand under a shower and take a bath so, I heated my bath and settled down in it after I brushed my teeth.I think I might have fallen asleep in it for a while but I soon got out and moved to pick out my clothes. After searching for what felt like eons for cloth that wouldn't feel formal and wouldn't be too casual at the same time, I finally settled for blue jeans-clothed pinafore-styled gown. I wore a white top as the inner and paired it up with kicks.I settled down at my vanity table and dried my hair. Once I had it where I wan

Riella's POV. I wanted to pull away from him but he held me close, tightly to himself so that I didn't find a space to move. It wasn't uncomfortable but it wasn't nice either because, with his arms around me, I was more than vulnerable to his touch. I could as well be melting under him. “I can't,” I panicked. I couldn't just backtrack out of my plans. I had to get rid of the baby, move to LA like I originally planned, and start a new life again. “Why? Why can't you?” He asked as his hand brushed my hair. The touch was soothing. I could be in his arms all day and still wouldn't feel like I had enough of him. He made me so insatiable. “Because I have everything planned out. I'm moving to LA to start a new life and I really need to be there for my job interview.” I told him. “I'm not letting you go, Ella. I already did that before and I almost couldn't live. I'm not risking it again.” He whispered into my ear and I felt shivers run down my spine at his words. “I can't raise a baby,

Harold's POV.I pulled up my shades as we walked into the Doctor's office. The middle-aged woman stood up to welcome her, a radiant smile on her pretty face. “Doctor Garnett, ” I smiled as I shook her hands. Ella stood beside me as she blessed the older woman with a smile. I could sense that she was nervous and it only made me smile.“It's nice to meet you, Harold. As I said earlier, you don't have to worry about anyone finding anything. It's against my work ethic anyway.” She smiled.When I booked the appointment two days ago, I had strongly been assured of confidentiality and I was grateful for that. I couldn't stand anyone from the media seeing me. Heck, I couldn't stand anyone recognizing me at the hospital. At least, not until I had everything where I wanted it to be.“Come in, Riella. I understand it's your first time but there is no need for you to be nervous, ” the doctor took her hands and Ella managed a small smile. I watched as she was led to the bed to have her seat.She