"Octavia" his cold voice finally called, making her shake a little, but thankfully, it wasn't obvious.
She didn't take her eyes from the floor, not even for a minute.
"What's the problem?" She heard him ask after like, forever, and she flinched a little.
Problem? How does he know she...
Hold on..her face! She didn't wipe the tears off, did she??
She gasped lightly and lifted her hand to her cheek, wiping them off.
"Um... It's... it's nothing, Master. I'm fine". She answered nervously.
Khalid's eyes found the bloodstain on her nails. He didn't need anyone to tell him she just got into a fight with someone.
"So, why are you here?" He asked again, his dark eyes on her face this time around.
Octavia couldn't think of telling him the truth of what Leo has almost done to truth of what Leo has almost done to her. Because she remembered - Dignity had no meaning over there.
She shuddered a little and slowly lifted her eyes to look at him.
Goodness! The sight was overwhelming; she could hardly breathe.
She felt her lungs run dry immediately, her entire vibrated. And she wondered if she was just getting to know about his extremely cute features.
"I... I just felt like... being here, Master. It's nothing" she answered feebly, her blue eyes trying so hard not to leave his face.
He'd gotten a new tattoo on his neck - Octavia noticed.
Despite the strong feeling he had that
something was wrong, he wasn't the type to press himself on issues. So, he was just going to let it slide.
He moved away from her and she took her eyes to the floor.
His perfume...she had missed it.
After a few more seconds, he started walking away.
"Master" Octavia almost called out as she lifted her eyes and watched him leaving.
She felt a cut in her heart again, an old scar reopening. She felt hurt.
As he marched with so much authority, the boys guarding him, it made her realize how much she's missed him.
Oh God! Why did he have to change?
Why did he suddenly become cold towards her?
She felt debilitated as she fell back to the wall again, still staring at his receding image.
How could she be so stupid, huh? To even have such thoughts towards a man so powerful?
He was the Master of one of the Most Powerful clans, and she was just his follower.
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Next_morning.
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Octavia was awoken with the strong
nauseating urge.
She jumped out of bed, her hand over her mouth as she ran pass Mica to the toilet.
Getting there, she grunted as she bent over the toilet seat, emptying all the content in her mouth.
"Ugh!!"
Oh God! What is happening to her?
She panted heavily after the process, still on her knees. She felt so sick, pale.
Her taste buds were so bittered. Mica showed up immediately, standing at the doorway. And Octavia struggled to stand on her feet.
Her breathing was slow and heavy as she dragged her feet to stand in front of the mirror so she could wash her face.
"Octavia" Mica called, going closer too her.
This time around, she was having a different expression on.
Octavia didn't say a word but started washing her face.
Mica looked at her from the mirror, her face crumbled up.
"When was the last time you saw your flow?" The sudden question hit hard at Octavia as she snapped her head up to look at Mica.
What?
Her lids fluttered when she racked her head on it.
It's been...
"Octavia?" Mica called again, playing with the voices in her head.
"I... I don't know. It's been two months already" she answered with a hard gulp, staring intently at Mica.
She could feel the weakness in her body
turning into anxiety. Why did Mica ask such question?
"Oh God" she suddenly heard her mumble.
"Take a look at yourself, Octavia. You're
pregnant!"
Octavia could feel her heart rumbling in her chest as she stared at Mica from the mirror, her eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets.
If she had something in her hand, it'd have dropped immediately on the floor.
She looked at Mica - from the mirror.
"I... I don't understand" she stuttered.
"Well, all these can't just be a coincidence, Octavia. The sudden illness, your weight gain, nausea... These are all the signs" Mica replied and sighed.
Octavia's hands were already shaking.
"But I'll buy a test strip so we can run a test and confirm". She added and Octavia quickly turned to look at her.
"B..But, I had taken the pills, right? I had asked you to get me the pills and I had taken them.."
"Yeah. But you were 24 hours late, and you didn't take the pills all the time he had sex with you".
Octavia's head was spinning from all the information and weakly, she turned around to face the mirror again, holding onto the table.
Her hands were tempted to go to her tummy, but she restricted herself.
She was.. pregnant? Carrying a child? Khalid's... child?
Oh God...!
"Octavia" Mica called sternly. "Who's responsible for it?"
Octavia lifted her eyes to look at her from the mirror.
"If...If it's true, then it's Khalid. He's the only guy that's..."
"What about Michael?" She cut her off and Octavia's eyes dimmed. 'How did
she know about Michael?'
"No... It can't be Michael" she shook her head. "Michael used protection. It can't be him"
Mica sighed and backed the wall and a long silence stretched out between them.
"This isn't good" Octavia heard her mumble.
"I'Il get the test strip" she added and turned around to leave.
"Mica" Octavia called fearfully, turning to look at her.
Fear could be heard resounding in her voice, and her eyes.
"What do I do?" She asked with that deeply shaken voice.
Mica looked at her and could divulge the panic.
A few seconds passed.
"Hold on till we run the test " she replied and finally left.
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To be continued!