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The First Child Ep. 4

The one week James had given Emily passed quickly. Each day he watched her, waiting to see if she would change her mind. But Emily held her ground. She fed the baby, cleaned the house, and went about her duties, but she never once mentioned the hospital. On the seventh day, James sat in the living room while Emily bathed the baby. When she came out, holding the child wrapped in a soft towel, James cleared his throat. “Emily,” he began quietly, “I gave you one week. That week has ended. Are you ready now to take this child to the hospital?” Emily did not answer immediately. She carried the baby to the bedroom, dressed him, and then returned to the sitting room. James was still waiting. “Emily, I am talking to you,” he said firmly. She sighed. “James, how many times will I say it? I am not going anywhere. Stop pressing me. I will not do any DNA test. I will not do any hospital test. You are the father of this child, and that is final.” James leaned forward, trying to remain calm. “If I a...

Pregnant Before Wedding Day Ep. 8

For many days, Lily could not bring herself to go to Mekus. She would wake up in the morning, dress up, and then sit back down sadly. Her courage disappeared. She was ashamed of what she had done. The memory of ignoring his calls and deleting his messages without reading them made her embarrassed. Now, she wanted to keep the baby, but the thought of raising it alone scared her. More than once, the idea of aborting it crossed her mind, but deep inside, she knew she did not have the heart to end an innocent life.

One afternoon, Lily returned to Dr. John’s house. She sat quietly in his living room with her hands resting on her knees. “John,” she began softly, “if I remove this baby… will you take me back?” Her voice was low and almost like that of a child asking for something she knew would be refused. John shook his head slowly. “Lily, no. This is not about the baby alone. It’s about trust. Even if the child was not there, I cannot marry you after the lies you told me.” His voice sounded calm but final. Lily lowered her head in silence.

Leaving John’s place that day, Lily knew she had only one option left: to tell Mekus the truth. She rehearsed in her mind what she would say to him. She imagined herself knocking on his door, him opening it, and her falling to her knees to beg. But reality did not match her thoughts. The first time she went to his house, his door was locked. She waited outside for a while, but no one came. The second time, it was the same. The third time, she realized she might not meet him at all.

On the third day, she decided to call. She had been avoiding this step because she did not want to talk about something so delicate over the phone. Her hand trembled as she dialed his number. He picked up on the second ring. “Hello,” Mekus’s voice came through, deeper than she remembered. “It’s me, Lily,” she said quietly. There was silence for a moment, then he replied, “I’m not at the old place anymore. I moved to a bigger apartment.” His tone was flat, without any excitement or warmth. Lily blinked, surprised. “You moved?” she asked.


“Yes,” Mekus replied simply. “I got a better job. No more taxi driving. The pay is much higher, and I decided to change my environment. I am in a better place now, in every way.” Lily felt a strange pain in her chest. All this time, she had assumed he was still struggling. “That’s… good,” she managed to say. “I was hoping I could visit you. There’s something important I need to tell you. It’s about us.” She tried to sound calm, but inside, she was already preparing herself for the worst answer.

The worst answer came. “I don’t want you to visit me, Lily,” Mekus said plainly. “I don’t want to see you again. Stay away from me, forever.” His voice was not raised, but it was filled with meaning. “Why, Mekus?” she asked quickly. “You know why,” he replied. “You left me when you thought I had nothing. You didn’t even give me a chance to explain myself. You didn’t care about the years we shared, the memories we built. You made me feel like my worth was measured only by what I had in my pocket.”

“I was wrong, Mekus. I see that now. I should never have done what I did. I thought I was securing my future, but I was only breaking something good. Please, just let me see you, so I can say this face-to-face. I am not asking for much.” She paused, hoping for even a hint of softness in his voice. But all she heard was silence on the other end of the line, followed by the faint sound of him breathing. It made her heart sink further.

“Lily, forgiveness is not something you demand. It’s something you earn. And right now, I am not ready to forgive you. I have moved on. My life is different now. I cannot go back to where I used to be, emotionally or otherwise. You chose another man over me. That was your choice, and you must live with it. You can’t just come back because things didn’t work out the way you planned.” He said.

“Mekus, please. I made mistakes, yes, but I want to make things right. Please don’t shut me out completely. I am not asking for marriage if you don’t want it. I just want you to know the truth and to forgive me.” Her words came slowly, like each one cost her something. She waited for him to respond.

“No, Lily. I cannot. Goodbye.” And with that, the line went dead. Lily stared at her phone for a long moment, unable to move. The tears she had been holding back finally rolled down her eyes. She had come to ask for forgiveness, but instead, she had been reminded of the weight of her betrayal. As she sat there, the reality sank in—Mekus was no longer the man waiting for her to return. He had closed the door completely, and this time, it was she who was left outside.

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