Ana's POV
"Mrs. Your tests have arrived..."
My face was pale as I asked the doctor what I had.
The doctor extended his hand that held some papers towards me, so I could take it and see with my own eyes and enunciated each word accurately. "Mrs. Ana Paula, Congratulations! You are pregnant."
The doctor's excitement only made my face pale, as blood ran from my face, leaving it colorless.
I interrupted him with tears in my eyes, " How far along am I?"
"Four weeks."
"Are you sure? I asked, not trusting the information I was receiving. I don't think pregnancy is even possible. Could you check a second time?
"Did you have sex last month?
"Yes..."
I couldn't hear anything else the doctor said. My mind was screaming loudly and the word "Pregnant" reverberated in my head....
That afternoon at home:
I lay in bed feeling exhausted, burying my head in the pillow, remembering all the times Diego and I had sex I shook my head, negatively. I knew that the person who should be by my side supporting me and celebrating this news, might not even want to hear me when they hear about this pregnancy.
Maybe Ellen, my best friend, could help me with this situation, but on second thought, not even my best friend would be able to convince Diego to take this child that was now growing in my womb.
I knew that I couldn't run away for long, so I decided that I didn't want to wait any longer and set off to find my boyfriend.
My fingers squeezed the exam, hard, as I headed towards the condominium where my boyfriend lived, the streets were empty and everything seemed very strange.
I was terrified. And standing there at that sign waiting to cross, I touched my abdomen, my hands trembling, as I stared anxiously at the sign, waiting for it to open to cross.
I took slow steps, so that it would take a little longer to get there.
I couldn't believe that fate was being cruel to me, not even giving me a punishment. I tried to think positive about the whole situation I was in. I believed that everything would be all right.
As usual, Diego was very impatient. He had practically demanded my presence, so I had to go as fast as possible. But doubt made the way longer and more stressful than usual.
When I finally reached the living room of the apartment, Diego was coming down from the second floor.
I was distracted by my thoughts and was startled by his arrival, I felt afraid and a strong desperation overcame me, while my mind screamed in desperation asking me to go away, my heart tried to calm me so that I could do what had to be done, I came there with a purpose and I would only leave with it completed.
He was wearing only a pair of shorts, no shirt and barefoot, his fully sculpted chest was showing, his hair was neatly combed back and his features were simply beautiful. He had a physical perfection and a rare beauty that looked like an angel, which ended up conquering my heart. I had been bewitched by such beauty.
I filled my chest with air, took a deep breath and swallowed hard, I looked around and thought about what an escape would be like, in case I needed to get out of that place as fast as possible, my fear was too great, I couldn't imagine how my boyfriend's reaction would be.
That is, if my legs obeyed me.
I had no idea what I was doing there, I didn't know what I would say, I felt trapped, even though my conscience was screaming for me to leave as soon as possible. But I couldn't do that now, I would have to go all the way.
"Ana, I was here nervously all these days, with no news from you." "Diego spoke approaching me." He looked very worried about me.
"I won't dwell on it, we need to talk."
"What happened?" Why did he disappear all day? He had a bossy manner, which I was a little afraid of.
"I'm pregnant!" "I said, holding out my hand and handing him the results of the tests.
He stood up with the papers in his hand and began to read, his gaze was totally somber.
The room was so quiet you could hear Diego's heavy breathing.
I called his name softly. He frowned and looked at me indifferently.
His cold smile echoed through the silence that was unbearable in that room and pierced my heart like a knife.
I closed my eyes tightly and with trembling lips I couldn't say a single word, taking courage I stood up, and confronted her gaze, everything I wanted to say got stuck in my throat, in the end I just mumbled, "Let's talk."
Diego let out a dismissive hum. "Do you think I'm going to fall for that con of yours?"
I didn't know what to answer, I expected this reaction from him, I just didn't imagine that I would feel worse than I already did.
He was still standing there looking at me coldly.
"If this son is really mine and you want to continue with me, you will have to get rid of him." Besides being cold he is being cruel.
I wouldn't have the courage to have an abortion.
Even now, I don't know why I fell in love with such a cruel and cold man like Diego.
We had such a connection that I found myself falling hopelessly in love with this man. I clenched my fists tightly and gathered all the strength I had left, gathered all my dignity and headed for the exit door, but in my heart I had a great hope that he would change his mind and not let me go.
He stood there, staring at me furiously, as if he had committed the worst of crimes, and let me go, without at least letting me explain myself.
Once in the elevator, I regained my senses and forced down the pain I felt in my heart. And with great conviction I repeated softly to myself that I will get over it.
