Compromises

Surprise Baby?

Tomorrow is the big day, Sam's wedding ceremonies start tomorrow. It's been 9 months but Ayaan's still the same, our relationship didn't get anywhere. At times he held me close when I was pain, gave me his shoulder to cry on when I needed. Despite that we were still a married couple who were practically divorced. Legally weren't. Mentally were.

I walk towards Ayaan's little office that he had built in home as my back pain gets worse by each minute. My delivery date has now been passed and the baby can happen at any time. I open the drawer to look for my bank statements but instead I find a letter from Natasha.

When I open the envelope my heart drops.

This is the true colours of your wife. She's having an affair with her high school sweetheart while pretending to be your wife.

They're planning to take over all your properties and leaving the country. Take my advice Ayaan you're best off with me.

There are pictures of me and that bastard. Pictures that make it seem like something happened, but nothing did. It was all a plan, his plan. To ruin my marriage. But I thought he backed off, guess I was wrong.

I make my way upstairs with the letter and pictures in my hand. He looks up at me from the bed and stands up when he sees my hand.

"What-" I put my hand up cutting him off.

"This happened at Lybas party. I went to use the washroom and he forced me on the bed. This is all a scam, I almost got raped that day Ayaan. He wanted to ruin our marriage and that's exactly what happened.

I didn't tell you because I knew you would go and kill him. I didn't want you getting into shit. But now I know how much trust you've in me. Was our love, our trust so little that this letter and these pictures fooled you?

You didn't trust this baby I'm carrying in my womb for nine months was yours? How could you do this Ayaan? You could've asked me once, just once," the pictures drops from my hands along with the letter. The pain is unbearable and my water breaks too.

~ Sam's POV ~

I lay out the dress I'm supposed to wear tomorrow in front of me. This is my last night here, living in my mothers house as her daughter. Well I'm still going to be her daughter but I won't live in her house anymore.

The scary part is starting this new journey of life. Adjusting with new people and most importantly learning to trust your husband. Learning to love him. But I'm not throwing my independency out the window like most women do. Marriage is another word of compromises, but there's no compromise on ones own privacy or independency.

7pm exactly at this tomorrow my wedding ceremonies will start. I'm excited obviously, but also scared. Scared to step into this new life. As I take out the jewelry I would need for tomorrow. I head downstairs leaving my phone upstairs on purpose to spend time with my family.

~ Aliyah's POV~

"Ma'am I need you to push,"

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IM DOING IM PUSHING THIS MOTHERFUCKING KID OUT BUT ITS NOT COMING OUT THIS IS HARDER THAN SHITTING" the bitchass nurse has the audacity to yell at me.

"Babe relax, take a deep breath and push. It's not hard," Ayaan says.

"SHUT UP! YOURE NOT THE ONE DELIVERING"

All the nurses look horrified and the doctors too scared to come near me. The babies head is out halfway but any longer and it can die. After about another 30 minutes of cursing at the doctors and nurses I finally deliver a baby.