I put my palm on my tummy without thinking about it. This was the child I had wanted for so long, yet it couldn’t have arrived at a worse moment.
I whispered softly, “You’re still the baby’s father even if we get divorced.”
Cara, who was standing on the side, couldn’t hold back her excitement any more.
“Coley, maybe you should let Sydnee think about this for a while—”
“Think about what?” “Get back to the office first,” Coley said, cutting her short and pointing to the door. “I’m staying here to look after my wife.”
Cara looked like she was going to cry. She wanted to say something, but Coley’s stare scared her away. She left the room quickly, looking very sad.
She had been looking forward to this divorce, but now since Coley was against it, she was devastated.
“One month, please. After that, you may decide if you still want the divorce, okay? “Coley said.
I didn’t get it.
Shouldn’t this be what he always wanted? Was he saying this merely because of the baby?
“That’s not going to help, Coley.” I said, “A baby isn’t going to change anything between us.”
Coley then moved in closer to me.
“Do you think it’s fair that you get to choose when our relationship starts and ends? ” he said in a low voice, his eyes burning.
Even after Coley left, I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said.
He felt like a whole new person overnight, and it was all my fault.
Coley liked someone in his class back then—Cara.
After Coley launched his firm, Cara automatically became a part of it.
My folks had gone to see Sam just as he was about to tell her how he felt.
“That gal isn’t good for you. The Gabbs don’t care about your business. If your business goes under, do you think Cara would still be there for you? ”
Coley told me that Sam could destroy his business in a heartbeat if he chose to.
He had buried his feelings for Cara deep inside him, and I was the one Coley blamed for his failed romance.
I couldn’t help but find it both humorous and sad when Coley told me all of this.
Coley took the divorce agreement off the table and departed before I could even say anything.
Coley never came to see me in the hospital again after that day.
I spotted a familiar face in the kitchen when I got home after being released.
The smell of burning food filled the air.
Coley hurried out of the kitchen with the spatula in his hand as he heard the door close behind him.
“You’re back!” He said, “I made your favourite fish and chips.”
He came over to help me with my suitcase, but I told him, “I don’t want to eat,” so I avoided him. You can take it.
I saw Coley standing there with a look of sadness on his face as I went upstairs.
That was such an ironic thing to watch.
Coley must be upset, right? But this was the first time he had to deal with it, while I had to deal with it several times because of him.
Later, before I went to bed, Coley came into my room.
“Sydnee, I put a glass of milk in the microwave for you. “Drink it before you go to bed.”
I watched as he walked slowly towards me, but the scent of the milk made me sick. Coley hurriedly put the milk down and came over to soothe me.
“Jeni told me you drink milk before bed every night, so I thought you’d want some tonight too…” “I’m sorry,” he whispered as he gently patted my back.
Without thinking, I pushed his hand away.
Jeni was another servant in our house, and she was right: I had been drinking milk every night because I couldn’t sleep.
I had heard that milk helped people sleep, so I made myself drink it even though it made me feel ill.
I couldn’t help but hate milk anymore because I was pregnant.
“I recall how much you liked drinking milk when you were in school. Why has your taste altered so much since you got pregnant? “Coley enquired.
I didn’t say anything in response to what he said.
I lied and told him I loved milk so I could spend more time with him. He used to bring me breakfast every day, and I would take the milk he didn’t want. Even though it made me sick, I would make myself drink it.
Coley would laugh and joke with me, saying, “The Jacksons are so rich, but they can’t even give you a good breakfast.”
I now see that I was stupid to do that.
Voices downstairs woke me up the next morning.
My dad and Sam were here.
My mum mocked me when she spotted me getting out of bed, saying, “You’re going to be a mother soon.” Why are you still sleeping like a kid? ”
“Let Sydnee sleep as much as she wants,” Coley said, obviously wanting to make my mum happy.
A rush of rage sprang from deep inside me.
Coley was putting me in a tough spot.
Coley had told me I could take a month to determine what to do with our relationship, but he had already told the elders about my pregnancy. I pulled him aside and my face darkened right once.
“What do you mean by this? Why did you tell them I was pregnant? Coley, are you attempting to make me be with you? “I stood up to him.
Coley, on the other hand, behaved like he hadn’t heard me. Instead, he picked up a serviette and wiped the sweat off my face.
“Why are you sweating?” Is it warm here? ”
He kept bothering me even after I asked him to stop.
I was so mad that I pushed past him and went to the door.
He grabbed my wrist and said, “I just want to be with you like other couples, like you said that night.”