When I get home, I lie down on the bed, and my sister lies down next to me and watches me. "Are you okay?" she asks, very worried.
"No! I'm not!" I say, staring at her, dazed.
"Ana, this is so surreal it feels like a dream!" I say, still not believing this is happening. Like, it's so surreal it's almost unbelievable.
"I know!" she replies softly.
We stay silent for a while. "What are you going to do if you're pregnant?" she asks me.
"I don't know! Can I even have a baby? I have a rare heart condition!"
"I think you can if you have medical supervision," my sister says, destroying my argument.
"But I've never had sex, Ana! If I get pregnant, will the baby even be able to pass through?"
"It could be a C-section!" she retorts once more.
"Do you want me to have this child? Because you're refuting everything I say!" Is Ana crazy? I'm not emotionally or physically capable of having a baby, why is she trying to convince me otherwise?
"No! I don't want anything! You're the one who has to choose the best option for you, I'm just telling you the options."
"I don't want to be a mother! Not like this!" I say, a sob caught in my throat.
"I know," Ana says, hugging me. "But you know what? The psychologist said the chances are low, you probably aren't even pregnant."
She says, trying to cheer me up. I cry a lot and end up falling asleep.
I wake up a while later with Ana calling me. "What is it?" I ask, sleepy.
"You need to see this!" she says, shoving her phone in my face.
I take the phone and try to read what's written. When I manage to, I jump out of bed.
It's everywhere, all of Brazil knows.
INSTAGRAM POST:
Rafaela, girlfriend of the Dublin bank heir, steals his sperm from the clinic with the help of her doctor friend Bianca! Sperm is mistakenly inseminated into another woman, woman's identity kept confidential from the press.
POST:
Rafaela and Bianca have just left the police station after giving their statements.
POST:
Edgar Dublin's legal team releases a statement.
POST:
The woman who was mistakenly artificially inseminated is a virgin and has a heart condition, information leaked by a clinic nurse.
POST:
Nurse who leaked victim's personal information was arrested a short while ago. Fortunately, victim's identity is still being kept confidential.
Twitter:
1: virgin and pregnant
2: fanfic
3: Edgar Dublin
4: pregnancy trap
5: DON'T ABORT!
6: Rafaela gold digger.
comments:
..."My God! This looks like the fanfics I read"...
..."If she wants to abort, it's her right"...
..."Do you really think she'll abort? The guy is a billionaire! Of course she won't!"...
..."She must be jumping for joy! She hit the jackpot"...
..."She's a virg1n, how will she give birth? Is that possible?"...
I hand the phone to my sister and get out of bed. "What are you going to do?" Ana asks.
"I'm going to take a shower and go to work," I say.
"Didn't you see what's happening?" Ana asks.
"I saw, Ana! But what can I do? I'm not even pregnant anyway, I need to get on with my life."
"You haven't even taken a pregnancy test! You're in denial!" she yells at me. "You need to resolve this soon, postponing things won't change anything."
"I know! Do you think I don't know that? I just need some time to think. Please Ana, let's just pretend nothing is happening. Just for today? Tomorrow I'll face all of this! But just for today, let's work," I say, holding back tears.
I leave the room and go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Before leaving for work, the police call me asking me to come to the station tomorrow.
At work, I can only think about all this craziness happening in my life, completely distracting me.
Tomorrow I'll go to the police station, give my statement! After leaving the station, I'll go to a pharmacy and buy a pregnancy test. If I'm pregnant, I'll just abort! That's it.
I'm not going to stop my life because of other people's mistakes!
While I'm cleaning the bathroom, my cell phone rings. I take off my gloves and answer the call without checking who's calling.
"Hello?"
"Hi, good evening! Am I speaking with Helena?" a deep, unfamiliar male voice says on the other end of the line, making my anxiety skyrocket.
"Yes, this is she!" I say in a calm and neutral tone.
The person on the other end of the line is silent for a few seconds. "My name is Edgar, I'm the biological father of the baby you're expecting! I wanted to talk to you in person for a bit..."
"I don't know if I'm really pregnant, I haven't taken a pregnancy test yet," I say, interrupting him.
I don't want to have a conversation about a baby that doesn't exist... so, I interrupt him.
He falls silent, I feel my stomach churn with nervousness. "I'm sorry for what you're going through. Even if you're not pregnant, I still want to talk to you in person, would that be possible?"
This time, I'm the one who's silent. I think for a bit before answering. "I don't know! I'm still trying to absorb all of this," I say, trying to maintain my composure. I don't know why I feel like crying.
I've cried more in these last few hours than in the rest of the entire year.
"I'm going to take a pregnancy test, when the result comes out, I'll let you know," I say, distressed.
"Have you thought about what you'll do if you're pregnant?" he asks.
I remain silent, so he continues to speak. "I'll support your decision, but before you do anything, I wanted you to take my opinion into consideration." He pauses for a moment before continuing.
"I had cancer when I was younger and the treatment left me sterile. This was the only sperm sample I had! When my girlfriend and her friend took the sample out of the refrigerator, the sperm became unviable." He lets out a sigh before continuing, "So this would be the only chance I'd have to have biological children."
After he finishes speaking, I answer him honestly. "I'm very sorry for you, I really am! But I need to tell you that I have a rare heart condition. I don't know if I can continue with a pregnancy, I'll need to do a lot of tests to see if it's possible." I leave aside the fact that I don't want to have a baby; before I say what I think, I need to know if I can continue the pregnancy.
He's silent after I finish speaking, but this time the silence is long and sad. It seems like I've taken all his hope away. I feel guilty, even though it's not my fault.
"I need to hang up, I'm working right now! Tomorrow when I take the pregnancy test, I'll call you," I say, breaking the silence.
"Okay!" he replies in a low voice.
After the call ends, I vomit into the toilet I just cleaned!
I'm screwed...
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