PROLOGUE
I walked into the living room to see her sitting on the sofa, her back facing me. I could see a few pregnancy tests on the coffee table.
"Detka." I mumbled. She turned took at me and her eyes were puffy and red. It looks like she's been crying.
"Hey." She mumbled softly. "Is everything okay Detka?" I asked."Yeah everything is perfect." She said.
"I heard you're pregnant, congratulations." I said siting down next to her."Thanks I guess." She said wiping her teary eyes.
"So are you ready to be mom?" She looked me."I-I don't know, I'm just not ready for anything."
I look at her and she does not look happy at all. I wish I could do something but I can't.
"Detka do you want to have children." I asked."Yes I want to but not right now, I'm not ready for a baby at the moment but Kyle said I have no choice."
"Well it's not his choice to make. It's your body." I stated, feeling angry at Amaya told me.
He doesn't deserve her at all.
"I tried to tell him that but it did not help at all. I should just give him what he wants. I don't want him to get angry." She said, not looking at me.
"Amaya this is unacceptable he can't forcefully impregnate you. It's fucking messed up." I said.
"I guess I'll have to live with it then." She muttered and she walked out of the living room.
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