James drove straight to the hotel. He was worried. The roads of Texas stretched before him, but he barely noticed the traffic or the red lights. All he could think about was Emily. Why was she in a hotel? Why didn’t she stay with her parents or friends? Why had she disappeared without a word? The diary told part of the truth, but James felt there was more. At last, he pulled up at the hotel she had mentioned. He rushed to the reception desk and asked for her room number. The receptionist gave it, and he ran to the elevator, his heart pressing against his chest with fear. When he reached her door, he knocked. No answer. He knocked again, louder this time. Still silence. Something was wrong. He turned the handle. To his surprise, the door was unlocked. Slowly, he pushed it open, and the sight before him almost froze his blood. Emily was lying on the floor, motionless. Around her were bottles—empty bottles of alcohol, scattered everywhere. The air was filled with the sour smell of drink. ...
Dr. John was beginning to think about Lily’s behaviour. For weeks, Lily’s insistence on getting him to sleep with her before their wedding had puzzled him. He believed in waiting, but her desperation seemed far beyond simple affection. Something was not right. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. “Why is she pushing so hard?” he asked himself quietly. That evening, as the sun sank behind the hospital, he decided he needed to find out the truth. He would no longer sit in the dark, wondering. He would act.
The next day, he went to Lily’s apartment. She opened the door reluctantly, her face cool and unreadable. John spoke gently, “Lily, I want us to make peace. I am sorry if I made you feel unwanted. Let us put this behind us.” She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Alright, John. I’ll come to your house later tonight,” she replied. Her voice was calm, but he could see the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. Inside, John’s mind was already turning over his plan. Tonight, he would have the answer he was looking for.
On his way home, John stopped at a quiet pharmacy. He walked in and purchased a pregnancy test kit. The pharmacist handed it to him in a small paper bag, not knowing the weight it carried in his heart. He also bought a transparent waterproof container, something that could hold liquid without spilling. Back at home, he placed the container carefully inside the restroom, positioned in such a way that it would catch any urine without the user noticing. His heart was worried, but he told himself this was the only way to be sure.
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They went into the bedroom, and Lily’s smile grew. This was the moment she had been waiting for. She gave herself completely, and for the first time, John allowed himself to cross the line he had kept for so long. He made love to her. In her heart, Lily felt triumphant. She believed she had finally secured her future. When it was over, she lay back with a satisfied sigh. Soon, she rose and walked into the bathroom, not knowing that every step she took was moving her closer to the truth John was seeking.
Inside the bathroom, Lily relieved herself, completely unaware of the small transparent leather beneath her. She washed her hands, adjusted her gown, and returned to the bedroom, feeling lighter than she had in weeks. She curled up on the bed beside John, her eyes beginning to close. “I’m happy tonight,” she whispered before drifting off to sleep. John watched her for a moment, his mind calm but focused. This was the time to finish what he had started.
Quietly, he rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. His eyes fell on the container, now holding the liquid he needed for the test. With careful hands, he lifted it and placed it on the counter. He opened the small paper bag from the pharmacy, took out the pregnancy test strip, and dipped it into the sample. The seconds felt like hours as he waited, watching the strip slowly change. His breath was steady, but his heart beat softly in his chest.
The faint pink lines began to appear, and then they grew clearer, sharper, undeniable. John’s eyes did not blink as he stared at the result. It was positive. Lily was pregnant. He felt a strange stillness settle over him, the kind that comes when a hidden truth finally steps into the light. All his suspicions were confirmed, yet the reality still hit him like a quiet blow. He stood there for a long moment, the strip in his hand, the cool bathroom air around him.
His thoughts turned quickly—how long had she known? Was this the reason behind all her sudden urgency? In his heart, he knew the answer already. She had been carrying this secret, and she had been determined to pin the pregnancy on him before he could find out. The heaviness in his chest was not anger, not yet. It was a deep and quiet disappointment, like a shadow that spread slowly through him. He placed the strip down on the sink and leaned against the wall in shock.
John returned to the bedroom, standing by the edge of the bed. Lily slept peacefully, unaware that the game had changed. He looked at her face, so calm, so certain that her plan had worked. In his mind, he said nothing. The truth was now in his hands, and with it came the choice of what to do next. But for this moment, in the stillness of the night, he simply stood there, knowing that nothing between them would ever be the same again.
The next day, he went to Lily’s apartment. She opened the door reluctantly, her face cool and unreadable. John spoke gently, “Lily, I want us to make peace. I am sorry if I made you feel unwanted. Let us put this behind us.” She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Alright, John. I’ll come to your house later tonight,” she replied. Her voice was calm, but he could see the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. Inside, John’s mind was already turning over his plan. Tonight, he would have the answer he was looking for.
On his way home, John stopped at a quiet pharmacy. He walked in and purchased a pregnancy test kit. The pharmacist handed it to him in a small paper bag, not knowing the weight it carried in his heart. He also bought a transparent waterproof container, something that could hold liquid without spilling. Back at home, he placed the container carefully inside the restroom, positioned in such a way that it would catch any urine without the user noticing. His heart was worried, but he told himself this was the only way to be sure.
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When Lily arrived later that evening, she was dressed in a soft floral gown, her hair falling gently over her shoulders. She greeted him warmly, and he returned the gesture, hiding the tension inside him. They had dinner together, speaking softly, with John making sure to keep the atmosphere warm and inviting. Afterward, they moved to the living room, and he took her hand. This time, he did not resist. He told himself it was necessary to carry out his plan. He would have to go against his personal values for one night.
They went into the bedroom, and Lily’s smile grew. This was the moment she had been waiting for. She gave herself completely, and for the first time, John allowed himself to cross the line he had kept for so long. He made love to her. In her heart, Lily felt triumphant. She believed she had finally secured her future. When it was over, she lay back with a satisfied sigh. Soon, she rose and walked into the bathroom, not knowing that every step she took was moving her closer to the truth John was seeking.
Inside the bathroom, Lily relieved herself, completely unaware of the small transparent leather beneath her. She washed her hands, adjusted her gown, and returned to the bedroom, feeling lighter than she had in weeks. She curled up on the bed beside John, her eyes beginning to close. “I’m happy tonight,” she whispered before drifting off to sleep. John watched her for a moment, his mind calm but focused. This was the time to finish what he had started.
Quietly, he rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. His eyes fell on the container, now holding the liquid he needed for the test. With careful hands, he lifted it and placed it on the counter. He opened the small paper bag from the pharmacy, took out the pregnancy test strip, and dipped it into the sample. The seconds felt like hours as he waited, watching the strip slowly change. His breath was steady, but his heart beat softly in his chest.
The faint pink lines began to appear, and then they grew clearer, sharper, undeniable. John’s eyes did not blink as he stared at the result. It was positive. Lily was pregnant. He felt a strange stillness settle over him, the kind that comes when a hidden truth finally steps into the light. All his suspicions were confirmed, yet the reality still hit him like a quiet blow. He stood there for a long moment, the strip in his hand, the cool bathroom air around him.
His thoughts turned quickly—how long had she known? Was this the reason behind all her sudden urgency? In his heart, he knew the answer already. She had been carrying this secret, and she had been determined to pin the pregnancy on him before he could find out. The heaviness in his chest was not anger, not yet. It was a deep and quiet disappointment, like a shadow that spread slowly through him. He placed the strip down on the sink and leaned against the wall in shock.
John returned to the bedroom, standing by the edge of the bed. Lily slept peacefully, unaware that the game had changed. He looked at her face, so calm, so certain that her plan had worked. In his mind, he said nothing. The truth was now in his hands, and with it came the choice of what to do next. But for this moment, in the stillness of the night, he simply stood there, knowing that nothing between them would ever be the same again.
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I'm happy you found out the truth Dr John
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