A bastard

Vanessa’s POV

I felt a bit elated when Rodri’s phone started ringing and better when he excused himself to take the call, even though I was not supposed to. I was dying to tell him the truth and at the same time, fighting it, because of what it might result to.

And it was becoming harder by the day, because whenever I tried to talk about it, something always came up to stop me. But I was more than ready to go against all odds, because it would be worse if he heard it from Trinity.

Rodri Darnell deserved better. He deserved an honest woman who wasn’t deceiving him with a bastard child. I wish he didn’t change the way he was to me when I first came. I wish he was still cold and cruel, bringing home different women. I wish his father hadn’t accepted me and showered me with unconditional love.

"Are you alright, Vanessa?" Rodri's voice cut through my thoughts, drawing my attention towards him. I nodded slightly, struggling to pry my mind off what was going on within me and focus on the man