A month and a half was a long time to keep a secret as big as a pregnancy. Blake thought every day about how she could break the news to Kiefer. It wouldn't be hard to find the words, but it would be hard to deliver them. She'd had a month and a half. One month and fifteen days. Forty-seven days that Blake could have told Kiefer that she was expecting. Today was the last day.
Kiefer took Zelda to the park as he was off from work. He invited Blake along, but she wasn't feeling well. She went from bad to worse and choking on tears as she set on the bathroom floor of the apartment. There was nothing to tell anymore, she decided. He already thought that she was broken when they first started dating. She shared her insecurity about fertility and his response was to worry she might not be capable of providing what he wanted. Not what he needed, of course, no. What he needed, he discovered quite quickly once she announced her pregnancy in 2018, was not what he'd asked for. He didn't want a woman who couldn't give him children, but he also didn't want a child yet. How could she tell him now? She cleaned up any residual mess and changed her clothes, bagging them up in a plastic shopping bag.
Telling him that she'd suffered a pregnancy loss years earlier had him questioning if she was worth his effort, and that had been another man's baby. A now long dead man's baby. This? He would have every reason to leave her in the dust for this. It was her fault, whichever angle she examined. Her fault, and he wouldn't forgive her. Drew and Miranda were out of town for the weekend, and Blake drove to their place and parked. No one would be there looking for her, or anyone else. She chucked the dirty clothing into the trash somewhere, unwilling to handle the cleanup. Her phone was turned to silent after a text about going out for the time being. She'd have to purchase some groceries or something before she got home. Or she would just drive back and curl up in Kiefer's lap. She wasn't sure yet, but for now she lay in a miserable ball in the back of her vehicle.
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القصة القصيرةBlake loves him very much. She has loved him for years. How can she not love the father of her child, her fiance? There are bumps and bruises along the way, but Blake is sure that in the end, when they get married, it will all be alright. It has to...
