" Bertie, what should I do now? " Taylor asked, she looked completely lost direction now. She's stuck.

" Don't worry, this may not necessarily be true, we need to confirm first whether this pregnancy test is accurate or not. We should see a doctor now, " Bertie said, trying to maintain a calm facade in front of Taylor even though deep down he was quite scared to confront this reality.

" Yeah, you are right, " Taylor agrees with Bertie's words. It's true what Bertie said, maybe both pregnancy tests were not correct. She'd better follow Bertie's advice and go see a doctor to see if she's really pregnant or not.

" Let's go now, " Bertie said while taking Taylor's hand.

Taylor is currently lying on the bed with her stomach being examined by a female doctor while Bertie is just watching them. It took a long time for the doctor to examine Taylor's stomach via ultrasound. Bertie and Taylor waited for the ultrasound decision with pounding hearts and hoped there would be no pregnancy. After completing the examination, Taylor and Bertie were instructed to wait at the doctor's desk for the results of Taylor's ultrasound. Once the results were ready, the doctor promptly sat across from Bertie and Taylor, holding Taylor's ultrasound results.

" Doctor, what's the result? " Bertie asked, eagerly anticipating the results of the ultrasound. The doctor looked at Taylor and Bertie solemnly, and a few minutes later she smiled.

" Congratulations, you two will be having a baby soon. You are one month pregnant! " said the doctor as she delivered the news to Taylor and Bertie.

It was like a bolt from the blue for Taylor and Bertie when they learned the results of the ultrasound. Taylor is feeling bewildered at the moment, unsure of what to do about her pregnancy. She considered terminating it, but was worried it could put her own life at risk. Continuing the pregnancy would also pose a significant challenge for both her family and Bertie's. This harsh reality is overwhelming.

" Thank you, doctor, we're going home first, " Bertie thanked the doctor.

" You're welcome, " the doctor replied as she handed Bertie the ultrasound results. Bertie immediately took the ultrasound results. After that, Bertie and Taylor came out of the doctor's room.

" Bertie, how is this now? What should I do with this foetus? I can't abort it, I'm afraid of abortion! " Taylor said, she was so worried.

" Then don't terminate the pregnancy, just carry on with the pregnancy, " Bertie replied, unsure of what to do with the baby in Taylor's womb.

" Do you want me to have this baby? " Taylor asked, seeking answers and reassurance from Bertie. Bertie nodded in response.

" Yes, I want you to simply give birth. It is sufficient for us to commit this sin. Do not compound our sins by aborting this child. The child is innocent, we are the ones who are guilty, " Bertie said at length to Taylor, until Taylor was moved to hear it.

" Thanks, Bertie, but what about our family? I'm afraid they won't accept me and this child, " Taylor expressed concern about her family's acceptance.

" Don't worry, leave everything to God, " Bertie said, aiming to give Taylor strength.

After being sent home by Bertie, Taylor immediately went into her room. She decided to keep her pregnancy a secret from her family and everyone for the time being, as she wanted to find the perfect time to tell her family members about her pregnancy. Taylor wished herself the strength to face the trials and challenges that would come.

" Knock...knock...knock... " Suddenly there was a knock on her door from outside.

" Just come in, I don't lock it, " Taylor answered, then a woman who was referred to as a stepmother entered her room.

" Mum? " Taylor wondered why her stepmother had come into her room.

" You're home? Where did you go, sweetie? " Samantha asked.

" I'm not going anywhere, I just went to the clinic because I didn't feel well, " Taylor fibbed.

" Oh, what did the doctor say? You're alright, aren't you? " Samantha asked again, she was also concerned that Taylor was frequently unwell and vomiting, she hopes Taylor doesn't have any illness that could potentially cause her and her husband to lose the girl because she herself had regarded the girl as her own child ever since they first met when Taylor was 4 years old.

" I'm fine, mum, the doctor said I'm just tired, " Taylor lied again.

" Oh, it's alright then, you just have a rest. I want to make an apple pie because my aunt will be staying overnight soon, " Samantha explained the real reason for entering Taylor's room. She wanted to inform her about her aunt's visit and ask for her help in the kitchen. However, seeing that Taylor was unwell, she didn't want to disturb her stepdaughter.

" Seriously? Does Grandma Natalie want to come here? " Taylor asked, this time receiving a nod from Samantha. Taylor then promptly got up from the bed, intending to help Samantha in the kitchen.

" Let me help you in the kitchen, alright? " said Taylor.

" No need, you're still not feeling well. Just rest first, I don't want you to fall ill again. Let me do it myself or ask Emily to help me in the kitchen, " Samantha said firmly.

" Alright, " Taylor replied, lying back on the bed. After that, Samantha left the room and closed the door. Taylor was now alone in her room, thinking about the child in her stomach. She gently rubbed her still-flat stomach.

" I'm sorry, baby. It's not that I don't want to tell grandma about your existence, but I need the right time to inform them all about your presence in my womb, " Taylor said in her heart, hoping that the child she was carrying could hear her heartfelt words.

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