SANDRA When I read it, my eyes were so open that it felt like falling off. "What! Pregnant?" I felt like my head was spinning round and round. The entire room looked somehow blurry. Who could be responsible? I can remember waking up in the Mayor's house, in a very beautiful room and Chris was lying beside me. Could he be the owner or Armando? What a big problem I have gotten myself into. What do I tell my mother? How will my staff see me? Nobody will believe that I am a decent lady. Now that the scientist is aware, I am sure that her mouth will not be sealed, it must run like a tap. Oh my God! This is too much for me to bear. I am not sure that I can handle this. I placed a call on the scientist. "Hello, ma'am." "Please come right away." When she arrived, I threw the paper at her. "What's the meaning of this?" "Ma?" "You made a mistake and I will get you fired for making such a silly mistake. How can you collect my blood sample and tell me that I am three weeks gone, are y
SANDRA Am I dreaming? I slapped my cheek to be sure that I was fine. I dipped the second one and it came out the same. I rushed and brought out the packet, I continued till the fifth one and it was the same. I decided to take a lot of water and also eat my dinner. Maybe it will help to regulate but the seventh one came out positive. I locked my room door, lay on my bed, and wept. My pillow was soaked because I was thrown into confusion. I don't know what to do and I can't believe that I made this mistake. The only option left for me was to evacuate the pregnancy. I can't keep it because how do I start? How do I face shame? Whoever knows the reason why I fired my staff, will mock me when they start seeing the baby bump. "Nooo!!!!" I screamed, crying seriously. I was very free to cry because nobody could hear me, my room was bulletproofed so I had my privacy. A lot was speaking to me. Another thing told me to keep the pregnancy and hook it on Armando. If these things didn't ha
SANDRA I believe everything Chris said to me. I had to believe that the child I was carrying was that of Armando and I needed to let him know. When will the president lift the curfew? I have lost his contact number and I need to reach him now that it is still early, so that if he rejects it, then I can now know what to do next. A patient was brought into my office and that was the first person I attended to. "You are welcome." "Thank you, Doctor. I have a complaint." I nodded my head and pulled out my drawer to get my pen but I couldn't find it. I had to scatter my bag and eventually, a card fell out of my bag. My eyes were wide open, that was Armando's complimentary card. I felt happiness sweep all over me. I composed myself before the patient and decided to take down all the complaints. I had to make sure I focused on the patient in order not to allow my joy to carry away my mind. I couldn't wait for the consultation to come to an end. After the patient left, I told my assi
CHRIS"Do not walk out on me!" I paused immediately, with my hands in my pocket, I turned around and faced my father. "Dad, why are you being this difficult? I can't keep on forcing her. I never had interest in her, you are the one pushing me into this." "That lady has potential, son." "For crying out loud! This is what you have been saying. She has potentials, she has potentials, and I have asked you what the potentials are but you haven't answered me." "Can't you look inward and see it?" I shook my head because my father was just making things difficult for me. I feel terrible for forcing a lady to marry me. Not that I love her. "Father, if eventually she yields to my pressure, just know that we are going to have problems in the marriage because we don't fit each other." "Don't say that. You both can still love each other as time goes on." I chuckled. I never believed what he was saying to me. I walked out of my house and went to the bar to join my friend. "Chris, you arr
CHRIS"Chris, what's the matter? You sounded so disturbed over the phone." I held his wrist, "Follow me," I took him to the veranda. "Please sit." We sat down on the wooden chair. "Chris, I ask you again, what is the matter?" I sniffed, "Joanna is back." Henry was startled, he adjusted on the chair and looked around. "You mean, she is around?"I nodded my head, "she is right inside, although still sleeping." "Hmm, this is a big issue. What are your plans?" "Henry, I am so confused right now. I couldn't even sleep. She asked me to make love to her but I refused." "She will suspect easily." "Joanna believes that I worked tirelessly yesterday and she didn't disturb me. She is planning on visiting my father today." "Huh? You have to stop her." "That is the issue." There was silence because we both knew what was actually at stake. Henry snapped his finger against his thumb. "What is it?" I asked him. "Maybe you can tell your father that she is pregnant and carrying your child
SANDRAIt's been two weeks since I started communicating with Armando and it seems this curfew won't end soon. What do I do now? I don't know if I should inform my mother about this pregnancy before it becomes obvious. On the other hand, I would love to inform Armando about this because I can't keep on hiding it to myself. I need him to also take responsibility. Who do I confide in? I need to talk to someone before I make a mistake. I began to ask myself a series of questions. What if he gets offended? How am I going to handle it? I should say this now before the fetus begins to grow big and by then, I will be left with no option but to carry it. Oh shit! This was never the plan. I picked up my phone but I couldn't even have the courage to dial his number. What the heck is all this? If not for the curfew, I don't think this would have been an issue. I need to see him instead of talking with him over the phone. I concluded that I would have to meet with Damien and at least let
SANDRAI noticed that I felt cold immediately in my body. What could that mean? I turned around but there was nothing. Maybe the ice cream that I took made my system cold, it's possible, right? I don't even know what else to think about. Was I forgetting anything? I quickly looked around me again and got into my car. I tried to bring the car back to life but it wouldn't. "Huh? What is wrong?" I tried again and again but nothing. "Since I got this car, it hasn't misbehaved, so why now? Do you want to keep me stranded?" I hit the steering wheel hard, including the dashboard out of anger. I tried it again for the last time but it didn't work. I got out of my car and opened the car bonnet. I placed my hands on my waist and stared at the big engine. I don't even know what to touch now. I looked around to find out who would help me but none. The garden was already scanty. What do I do now? I hit my hand on my head countless times. The weather began to change. The sky was moving and
SANDRAThe maid quickly arrived with a cocktail drink and a packaged Cornish pie. "Thank you," I said to her. "Enjoy yourself," He said to me. I took a sip but I was sure to take the Cornish pie back home. "Sir, I am here to inform you that I will be going to a meeting in Los Angeles because the scientists that are carrying out the research on the unknown disease just informed us of a great improvement." He started clapping his hands, "This is great news." "But the problem is that there is still a curfew and I won't be allowed to pass." "Huh? Says who? Now that you have come to tell me your purpose of going to another city, I will have to do something about it." "Yes sir, that is why I am here to know if I would be given a pass permit, the meeting is tomorrow afternoon." "Really, tomorrow afternoon? A minute please." He went inside, my heart was already jubiliating that I had already succeeded. Thanks to Damien for encouraging me to meet his father directly. I kept sipping m