Meanwhile, upstairs in the room.
Becky walked up to him standing only an inch away from her.
You say what? He asked with an emotionless voice.
I want to stay in your house pending on when I will give birth. Becky said calmly.
James didn't say anything and turned away to leave when Becky spoke.
I'm sorry if I didn't tell you it will lead to pregnancy. Becky said with a calm voice.
That pregnancy doesn't belong to me, go find it's father. He said heartlessly and walked out of the room.
Becky felt the hot streaming tears rolled down her cheeks. She slowly sat on the bed; she was slowly feeling dizzy. Should she have done this ? Should she have gotten pregnant in the first place?
This suffering, this insult, the pain and emotional trauma it's killing her damn badly.
