Her mother's friend's son

Chapter 10

"Waking up in the morning with a terrible hangover, Justin immediately grabbed his phone and checked it for messages, desperately hoping it was all just a bad dream. "Hey. I'm pregnant. Can we meet and talk?" Justin read again. "So it wasn't a dream... Maybe a prank?" he thought.

Responding positively to the message, Justin arranged to meet now and waited for a reply. He wanted to sort this out right away; there was no time to wait for a miracle, it was now or never.

After waiting for 15 minutes, he received a response: "I'll be at your place in 15 minutes."

"Wait, who is this? I thought it was about Ariana, but she doesn't seem to know where I live," the man panicked.

Time flew by quickly. As Justin stood at the door, staring at Ariana in disbelief, his mind raced with a flurry of questions. How did she find out where he lived?

Ariana, sensing his confusion, offered a small, nervous smile. "Hey, Justin. I know this is probably a lot to take in, but can we talk?"

Justin hesitated, still grappling with the shock of seeing Ariana unexpectedly standing on his doorstep. But he knew he couldn't avoid this conversation any longer. With a nod, he stepped aside, allowing her to enter his apartment.

Once inside, Ariana took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to say. "I... I don't really know how to start," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "But I think you deserve to know... I'm pregnant and it's not a prank."

The words hung heavy in the air, sending a jolt of disbelief through Justin's already overwhelmed mind. Pregnant? The realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, he struggled to find his voice.

Finally, he managed to speak, but his words came out in a whisper. "Pregnant? This can't be happening. You assured me that we didn't need protection because it wasn't your fertile period," the man protested.

"But how... I mean, when did this happen?"

Ariana lowered her gaze to the floor, her own emotions evident in her troubled expression. "I'm sorry... I must have been mistaken..."

Understanding washed over Justin as he recalled the details of that fateful evening with shock. Their passionate encounter had been fueled by alcohol and desire, but he never imagined it would lead to this.

Feeling the full weight of the situation, Justin and Ariana knew they had much to discuss. This unexpected turn of events had brought them to a crossroads, and it weighed heavily on Justin. What was he to do now, with two pregnant women, and Vanessa wanting a divorce on top of it all?

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*Tonight*

As the weight of his complicated situation continued to press down on him, Justin found himself desperate for a distraction. He couldn't bear the thought of facing his problems head-on just yet, so he decided to seek solace in the pulsating rhythms of a nightclub.

With a sense of determination, he got ready for the night ahead, slipping into his best attire and trying to push aside the turmoil swirling within him. Stepping out into the cool night air, he made his way to the vibrant heart of the city, where neon lights illuminated the streets and the thumping bass of music reverberated through the air.

Entering the nightclub, Justin was enveloped by a wave of sound and energy. For a moment, he allowed himself to lose control, to forget about his troubles and simply immerse himself in the moment.

Amidst the sea of dancing bodies, Justin caught the eye of a woman across the room. She was beautiful, with a confident smile and an alluring aura about her. As she approached him, he felt a flutter of anticipation mixed with apprehension.