Mabby

"You can't deny everything just like that" I screamed at the boy I once thought loved me as tears welled up in my eyes,

"Well, watch me" he said casually, crashing on the sofa in his room,

"We have to find a solution to this pregnancy, you can expect me to abort our baby" I said, trying to make him see things from a better perspective, but the look on his face just proves how stupid he thinks I am right now,

"Your baby not ours" he said, shocking me,

"Are you seriously denying sleeping with me and getting me pregnant" I screamed at him as I let my tears flow freely from my eyes,

" Look, I accept that I slept with you, but I definitely didn't get you pregnant, why don't you ask all your numerous lovers maybe one of them will accept that they released their semen into you" he said with a bored expression on his face,

"What are you talking about, I don't have any other boyfriend apart from you" I said, trying to fight the truth that was staring at me,

"Oh, please spare me all these, whenever you are done with this drama, leave and shut the door behind you" he said, getting up and walking to the bathroom while I stared at him wide-eyed,

"Just so you know, if anyone asks you who is responsible for that thing you're carrying, and you call my name, I promise you I will deny ever knowing you at all and trust me when I say I'll make your life miserable" he finally said before walking into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
















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Twenty-two year old Paige Moretti is struggling with her son and her very demanding job with a low salary, she lives her life full of sadness and regret as to why she made the mistake that changed her whole life, but things take a massive turn when her boss had a meeting with someone she never wanted to see again in life, Jace Russo.......read and find out what faith has in stall for them after 6 years....

Paige:A Second Chance Romance

‘Be ready by 7, I will come to pick you up’ Jace’s text read, this was the fifteenth time he was texting me since he left with the boys in the morning. 


“Your husband must really love you” the lady who was dressing my hair spoke up a kind smile on her face, from how she sounded she seemed to be in her late thirties but she looked nothing over twenty-three. 


“Oh no, he is not my husband” I blushed. 


“I’m so sorry, I just thought he was your husband with the number of times your phone has pinged since you got here, plus the permanent smile on your face gave you away. 


“I’m not smiling” I quickly denied. 


“Ahh, young love” she chuckled, shaking her head. 


“You are smiling brightly, there is no point denying it,” she continued. 


“I am not denying anything” I tried to defend but I knew she was telling the truth after all there was a large mirror in front of me. 


Ninety-Six