Untangling Aella

Prologue

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Prologue

“Chase, baby, I’m pregnant” I whisper breathlessly. I look up into his hazel eyes, framed by his perfectly tousled brown hair.

I am met with a look of shock and horror, he pushes me away from him

“No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” he yells, wide eyed. “Its physically impossible for me to have kids ...with you” he replies, shaking his head. He looks at me with hurt eyes.

“How could you?!?!?” he cries in despair.

“What do you mean?” I ask him “I haven’t cheated on you! Its a miracle! Its yours, ours!” I try to reassure him, placing my hand on his arm.

He shakes my hand off and storms into our bedroom.

“Chase!” I yell, running after him. I try to twist the door handle but he had locked it.

I hear him rustling around and yell for him but he ignores me.

I slide down to the ground. I am scared. I thought this would turn out perfectly. I close my eyes and hope that he comes out realising that he made a mistake. That he holds me in his arms with a smile full of love on his face, that he places his hand over my stomach and marvel over our child we have growing within me.

I lean my head against my bended knees. My long black hair cascades around me like a curtain as I wallow in the sinking feeling that I have lost him.

A while later, I hear the door open.

I look up at him through the haze of tears and stand on shaking legs as he looks down at me.

I see him holding a bag full of his clothes.

“What are you doing?” I ask frantically, reaching out for him.

He gives me a cold, hard stare. One that I had never seen before.

“Im leaving” he tells me in a hoarse voice. “I knew being with you was a mistake! My father and my brothers warned me about you and they were right!” he yells back at me.

“Right about what?!” I say back, desperately. “What have I done? The baby is ours!”

“It cant be mine. It is physically impossible.”

“No it isn’t! What your doctors said was wrong! This is our baby!”

I place his band on my lower belly. But his snatches it back

“That thing isn’t mine!” he angrily replies. “It is over Aella ! I cant be with you after what you have done!  I’m going back to my father’s! Don’t call me or talk to me ever again! We are done!”

He walks down the hallway of our small apartment. I run after him and try to grab him, keep him from leaving me ... leaving us.

“Please!!!” I tell him as I cling to him “”Please, please, please believe me!” I yell, insanely frantic. He brushes me off and keeps walking, not once turning back as he put his stuff in the pick-up truck.

He drove off, while I sank into the concrete releasing all the pent of tears. I cry and cry and cry, wondering why left. Why did he not believe me? Why did he not want me?

I don’t know how long I had been out there. But suddenly Mrs Collins, our kind neighbour, put a blanket around me.

“There there, Sweetie. Lets get you inside” she gently coaxed me.

Bewilder,  I followed her. She took me back to my empty apartment and settled me in bed with a mountain of blankets surrounding me.

Mrs Collins eventually left and I felt alone.

I hadn’t felt like this in a long time.

The darkness encroached on me. I, feeling weak, gave in and just slept. Hoping against hope that it would make me forget my emptiness.

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