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"Answer me."

No, no, no… This can't be it.

I can't be pregnant…

What will I do with our child? What if Aiden doesn’t accept it?

As frustration took control over me, I washed my face again and again but could not get rid of the tears that dripped down my eyes. I looked in the mirror to find my eyes bloodshot red. Pacing back and forth in the bathroom, I scratched my hair again and again. My face felt itchy so I scratched my face as the marks which were caused by it started to get into a deeper shade of red.

What do I do now?

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs and let all of my emotions out at once. My mental health was going towards the side of craze each day. I scratched my face again and again. The pain felt good, it felt nice. I looked up at the sky in the utmost amount of pain and I asked, “Oh God, what did I do so wrong for me to go through this?”