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Chapter 8 - Second chance

After crying for about 10 minutes, she entered

the bathroom. Then she immersed her body inside the bathtub as though to wash her body off him and her sins. As she lay there, she continued to sob. After about 40 minutes, she exited the bathtub, rinsed her body, and returned to the room to sleep.

Dan returned from work much later in the evening because of an emergency they had at the A&E unit where he currently leads a team. On his way, he had gotten a bottle of wine and when she opened the door to welcome him, the look of happiness was all over his face.

Kissing her in a way that surprised her, he apologized for being late telling her he was caught up in an emergency. But only needs 15 minutes to get freshen up and ready. "why are you not dressed?" he asked as he entered

the room. She was still confused and filled with guilt, then it hit her. Her dad's birthday. "Damn," she cursed herself. They were supposed to be at her parent's residence for Dad's 60th birthday anniversary and she had forgotten. She broke down in tears again at how messed up her life

had just become. She had to confess to her husband right then if she was to keep her sanity. Truth was, she enjoyed every bit of it and knew looking for a baby aside, she just wouldn't stop again. Following him into the bedroom, he had already entered the shower and she sat on the

bed waiting for him. When he came out he asked in surprise why she still wasn't getting dressed just before he noticed she was crying. "Again? Seriously? What is it this time, Anna?" He asked calling her by her name as against baby, which was an indication he was getting pissed already.

"Dan" she started sniffing, "I've sinned

against you and God. And until I confess my sins, I'll have no peace. I've been living a lie all this while and I've come to realize I don't deserve you or your love, but yet you've always made me ask if you are for real. Please sit down" she said motioning for him to take the seat by her dressing table. When he was seated, she began:

"Like you know, I was born into a rich family. Daddy was not just a politician in the ruling class but was also among the first people to be made knights and elders of the church. At the church and public front, Dad has always been a disciplinarian but Mum was the direct opposite. She left and my siblings have our way in everything unless Dad is around which rarely happens.

I grew up becoming very loose and lost my virginity at age fifteen to our driver back then. From then on, it was no holds barred as I slept with anything that had a third leg. How I never got pregnant then remains a mystery to me but fast forward to when I was age twenty and in my final year. By this time I can't remember the number of flings and nightstands I had, almost every weekend I went clubbing, I came back home with a different guy. I had a phobia of commitment in relationships, so I always left guys heartbroken.

It was during this period that Dad was about to be made a knight in the Church and I was at home for a break. Just about two weeks to Dad's big day. I, Emma, my mom, and grandma

were in the kitchen doing something I can't remember, but at that time, I was stressed out from all the running around. At one time, Mom asked me to get something for her. Already I'd

been feeling weak for the past week. So just when I was about passing it to her, I saw myself on the floor.

Minutes later, I woke up in bed seeing my mom crying and my grandma rubbing my head. Then she told me I was pregnant. I couldn't believe it. I knew that was the end because my dad would kill me. If it were in his house, I would have terminated it without them knowing. I asked if Dad was aware and begged he shouldn't be informed but my grandma refused and sent for him. Till she died, Mom never forgave her. Dad swore to kill me and Mom if the Church got wind of it and stripped him of the knighthood he was even yet to get. Immediately, he put calls across to some contacts in Newport, and a date for the termination was fixed. It was to happen a week before the event and I, like my other siblings was expected to attend. Three days later, he drove me, Emma, and my aunt to NP. Grandma was against it, but he never gave her a second look. The only thing I remember was having been given anesthetics and asked to recite the alphabet while I drifted out of consciousness.

Two days after the procedure, the driver came back to pick us up. Besides the driver who actually took my virginity and was still sleeping with me from time to time, no one else heard about it. Not even my younger siblings. He later asked me if he was responsible and I laughed telling him it was past and he shouldn't fear. The 6-week-old fetus was finally gone, I was free again and I could breathe. Dad's event came and went, everyone was happy and no one ever mentioned the incident again.

Fasting forward to my YSP, I got the groves back on and started sleeping around again and hot knocked up again. Unfortunately for me, I was home again but this time I noticed before anyone else. Scared of Dad's wrath, I contacted a guy whom so many girls in my class patronized to do the job because we knew going to any hospital or the teaching hospital was a no-no and my dad would surely find out. Unfortunately for me, a day later I was still bleeding and was eventually rushed to the teaching hospital where it was discovered I had an abortion which was badly done.

Surprisingly Dad was scared that he would lose me (his only daughter) and Mom threatened to kill him and then herself because the fear of him made me visit a quack.

Then I met you. You came into my room to preach to me. Initially, I thought you were a doctor who was on duty but you introduced yourself as a legion member and had come share the gospel with me. I wanted to send you out because I felt you were coming to chastise me on why I had an abortion but instead, you preached about the love of God for me and how I've already been forgiven.

You became a regular but not just to preach but talk about other things that made me laugh. Within a week for the first time in my life, I began to yearn for a guy's presence. I was in love with you but feared you wouldn't find a girl like me worthy. Two weeks later I was discharged and was actually about to enter the car, i hadn't seen you in two days and was angry you didn't show up for at least a goodbye hug when I saw you running toward the car with your stethoscope in one hand.

You were apologizing saying you've been on call and had no chance to see me. The only question I asked was are you a doctor? You said yes and I angrily entered the car and left because you hid that from me, for no other reason other than I was in love with you and you didn't love me back was the reason why you hid your identity from me. In meeting you, I became a new person and we ended up getting married with me blessing God's name for how lucky I was to have found you. But 12 years down the line I'm yet to give you a child. Sometimes I asked myself if the

statement my grandma made to me when I got back home "Did you ever pause for a moment to think this might be your only chance at motherhood?" is finally coming back to hunt me. But on second thought, I dismissed it knowing women in my family have always been fertile. Even after four abortions, Emma my partner in crime still had two sets of twins and a boy. Though we went for several tests, with the last one being only two weeks ago, I began to doubt the doctors thinking you might be the problem and they were just covering their colleague up."

Looking up at him, she saw tears begin to run down his eyes. Was she right she wondered. Looking back down, she continued "Added to the fact is for the 12 years we've been married, none of your family members or your mom have given me any headache concerning being childless with only my own family seeming bothered. So I began to feel you must have told them the truth, that you are sterile hence the reason they don't bother me, or that you have a wife and kids somewhere hence no one cared about me. For months now, sex between us has been nonexistent and outright boring and you never cared. Last month we had sex just twice

and I felt you were getting it elsewhere, maybe your second wife or some nurse at the hospital.

For 12 years Dan, I stayed true to you. I upheld my marital vows, but thinking about the fact that one day a woman might just show up with a kid with your people, and then they'll send me parking I decided to try someone else" With a teary voice, he pleaded "Please don't say it. Baby don't say it"

The word baby melted her heart as she burst into tears crying "I cheated on you, Dan. I cheated on you today Dan. I broke my vows just to get pregnant and give you a child Dan. I went back to my old lifestyle Dan. I feel so dirty Dan. Stop loving me, Dan. I don't deserve you. You need to be happy, Just send me away….." she said all these while crying out loud with teary eyes, she looked up and saw her husband crying and shaking like a baby. None of them made any attempt at consoling one another. After about 5 minutes, he calmed down a little and started "Baby, I'm sorry to have kept this from you all the while"