Beyond Her DREAMS🌟 {A Nigerian Romance} ✅

Chapter THIRTEEN.

"Sola, calm down. Calm down. You'll be fine. Tell me... When last have you been intimate with your partner?"

I could hardly give any reply because of the shock I was still trying to recover from.
"Um... About last two months.. Maybe? We.. We broke up."
The nurse nodded her head silently in understanding. I noticed the look she gave me. Pity. I felt my head recoil in shame. So then, this was the price I had to pay for letting myself get used and being stupid enough to fall for a terrible man. For once, I opened up my shell. And this was what came out of it. This was how my life had turned out. Pregnant and poor. And alone. God! Why!!.

" So... The father is not in the picture? The father of the baby I mean."
"No." I replied sternly. Shaking my head.
What was I going to do? I couldn't keep this baby, I could hardly fend for myself. How was I going to take care of this child? This unborn child.. Who is a symbol of... No. I wouldn't mention his name.

"I hope you're not considering an abortion?" the nurse asked as if she read my mind immediately.
She continued. "Because, I strongly advise you not to attempt any form of abortion. That could damage your womb or even take your life."

I stared at her in shock. "Why...?" I whispered.

She sighed, smiling at me. "Because Sola, this baby has almost passed the first trimester of your pregnancy, any abortion is going to be fatal for you. I'm not ordering you to not abort it, but it's my advice for you, dear."

Without her explanation, I knew I wouldn't have the mind to kill my baby. My hands instinctively curved around my abdomen. I felt my stomach, which was still visibly flat. I felt a strong wave of protectiveness wash through me, for the little one that was inside of me.
"Thanks so much ma. I will take care of my self."

She smiled at me. Then she moved to her shelf and gave me some drugs, prescribing the time and quantity for me to take.
After awhile, I left the pharmacy, dread filling me at the thought of the new place I now called, home.

My mind flashed back to how everything had changed drastically in my life two months ago.
I remembered waking up on that Monday morning, my head burning with a crazy migraine. I had tried to remember the activities I had done the other night, if I had taken any alcohol, but I couldn't remember.

I only scarcely remembered chilling at home with Clara.
I felt my eyes water as the pain crashed though me, again. How Alex had ruthlessly dumped me.

That Monday, I had tried to reach Alex but couldn't. He either kept cutting my calls or ignored. I remember how angry I felt, thinking he was just trying to frustrate me.

Then when it was night time, Alex had called me himself, told me he wanted me to come see him.

"Oh! So you can call me now, after ignoring all my calls and texts right??!" I had snapped at him on the phone.

"Sugar, my driver is already outside waiting for you. Don't be late." he had replied in a clipped tone.
I had eventually hopped into the car, thinking he wanted to surprise in some way.
When I arrived at his place, he'd carried me straight into his room, locking the door and ravished me all night.

I'd been so happy and wanton as he made love to me over and over with such intensity that I'd never experienced. I'd even watched him cry, albeit a little, when he released into me. His face had been filled with anguish and frustration as he took me to the edge of immense pleasure and back again.

I had fallen asleep in his sweet strong arms, feeling so worn out and happy.
But everything had crashed down the next morning when Alex dumped me.

"Sola! Get up!" I'd jerked awake in fear as he pulled the sheets away and exposed my fully naked body.
He'd been fully dressed, black suit. Tie,shoes and all. Looking incredibly handsome.