Find Her!!!

"You are pregnant, Miss Josie! Three weeks pregnant"

The words from Doctor Albert crashed over Josie like an unexpected tidal wave, and she found herself sitting on the edge of her seat in shock.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her heart pounding with both intensity and urgency, as she stared blankly at Doctor Albert, who held the test results in his hand, offering them to her.

"What?" She gasped, her voice trembling as she struggled to comprehend his statement.

"You, Josie Harris, are pregnant..." he repeated, dropping the results in front of her before briskly turning on his heels and returning to his desk.

Doctor Albert appeared pleased with the news, but for Josie, the emotions were a turbulent mix of confusion, frustration, heartbreak, and, worst of all, an overwhelming sense of regret.

Josie's eyes blinked incessantly as she gazed at the test result sheet before her. Her hands trembled as she reached out to grasp the paper.

She unfolded it slowly, a small part of her hoping against hope that it wasn't true.

She silently prayed to the moon goddess that she wasn't actually pregnant, because the reality of it seemed like a living nightmare.

Lifting the unsealed paper to her eyes, Josie's heart sank as guilt washed over her. A gasp escaped her lips, and her hand instinctively covered her mouth in disbelief.

"You... you don't seem excited. Are you okay?" Doctor Albert inquired, his concern evident as he observed her reactions.

"This..." she began, turning back to him. This time, fear gripped her even more tightly – fear for her life and fear for her future.

"This can't be real, right? I can't be pregnant by him, can I? There must be a colossal mistake here, Doctor Albert! I can't be carrying Sylvester's child! It's impossible!" Josie stammered, her eyes welling up with tears as she rose to her feet, her body trembling with panic.

Her words were filled with desperation, but Doctor Albert couldn't fully grasp the situation until he recalled the name she had mentioned – Sylvester.

Sylvester Williams, the one and only billionaire in California, was a man not to be trifled with.

Known for his unyielding demeanour and frigid disposition, he was about to marry Josie's step-sister in just a few hours.

The implications of this pregnancy revelation seemed catastrophic.

"Josie, please, stay calm and tell me what's going on!" Doctor Albert urged, walking up to her and placing his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to anchor her, but she refused to remain still.

Josie's thoughts were in disarray, but one thing was certain in her mind: she had to conceal this pregnancy.

She couldn't possibly approach Sylvester with news of a child when he was set to marry her step-sister later today.

She had to escape, to flee, to hide. If her sister found out, it could spell the end for both her and her unborn child.

Without uttering a word to Doctor Albert, she broke free from his grasp and bolted out of his office, her heart racing as she fled.

"Josie, please, wait!" Doctor Albert called out, but she paid no heed. She had a child to safeguard, a child whose future depended on her protection.

As soon as she exited the hospital building, her thoughts became a tumultuous battleground, the kind that wouldn't find resolution anytime soon.

"I have to do this... I must do this!" she whispered to herself, trying to steady her breathing. And then, without hesitation, she hailed a passing taxi.

Without wasting a moment, she climbed into the cab and sped away, leaving behind a whirlwind of uncertainty and secrecy in her wake.