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Prologue
"Zac?!" I said. My voice cracking. Tears started to roll down his cheek.
"I'm sorry Emma. I didn't mean to. It was an accident. I promise," he said just as traumatised as me. Although, he knew this day would come.
"Like hell. You had a motive. It proved right too. How could you do that to us?!" I yelled at him.
"I'm sorry. I didn't think of you or me. I don't know why. I was just, just..."
"Just what? And I didn't mean you," I snapped back. He looked puzzled.
"What do you mean, you didn't mean me? Who are you talking about?" I said with the sound of pleading in his voice. I don't think I could ever forgive him.
"Zac, I'm pregnant," I said.
"What? Is it mine?" He asked. More tears rolled out of his eyes.
"Yes, you dick!" I yelled at him. That's when he curled up in a ball and ignored me for the rest of the night. I knew he wouldn't sleep. I knew he wouldn't forgive himself now. He knew I wouldn't forgive. But he was wrong. I did. It took me an eternity but I did.

A/n I know this isn't fob, tøp, patd or new politics (np) but I will be adding them somehow in the story. I'm not going to say how tho cos it'll spoil it.

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