Ignoring Emily's attempt to maintain control, Francisco turned his attention to the door and said
Francisco
Hazel! We are getting late. Come quickly.
Hazel swiftly stood up, maintaining her composure. Emily, clenching her fists, continued to smile, concealing the frustration building within her. As Hazel approached, she exchanged a polite smile with Emily and excused herself.
Hazel
Ms!
Emily acknowledged, nodding, while keeping her gaze locked on Hazel. The tension was palpable. As Francisco and Hazel entered a sleek black car and drove away, Emily's jaw tightened.
'Francisco!'
The plea echoed in Emily's mind..
'I need you. You need me.'
A pang of desperation surged through her. She knew giving up on Francisco wasn't an option for her.
'It’s not possible for me to give up on you.'
Her thoughts became more intense, her emotions a tangled web.
Emily touched her belly lightly, a secret she harbored.
'This is the only way I have left.'
The uncertainty loomed over her, and Emily grappled with a decision that could alter everything.
'I know you won’t hesitate to kill me if you find out.'
A shadow of fear crossed her features.
'But would you hesitate to kill your baby if I conceive?'
Regret clouded her eyes, and she whispered a remorseful apology.
'Sorry!'
The weight of the choices she had made settled heavily on Emily as she stood alone, contemplating the path ahead.
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