All Chapters of Too Young To Want Him: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Pain In The Dark

The house was quiet. The lights in the corridors were switched off and all were asleep. Ava was stretched upon her side and looking at the dark ceiling. She couldn't fall asleep. She was fat, queasy, and out of place.She shifted a little.She felt a sharp pain in her lower stomach.Ava took a breath. "Ah…"Her hand touched her belly, her motion ceased. The agony abated a little, and returned, more closely."No," she whispered. "No, no."Gradually she raised herself, and her heart throbbed in her ribs. The room was too stuffy, too quiet. She put her legs down off the bed and stood cautiously hoping it was nothing.The pain came back, stronger.Ava leaned a little and grasped the side of the bed. Her breathing got shallow.“It is not usual,” she said to herself.She moved slowly towards the bathroom. The tiles were icy to her feet. She flicked the switch on and leant over the sink examining her pale face.Her face was damp with sweat."Calm down," she whispered. "Just breathe."She to

Words Marcus Wasn't Meant to Hear

The hospital room was silent, except that the monitor could beep all the time.Ava was lying there on the small bed, with a thin blanket on her waist. She touched her belly and clasped her hands. Riley was beside her and had her hand. Riley’s face was worried.One of the nurses had struck a knot out of the monitor and smiled. “The heart of the baby is beating so well,” she said. “That’s a good sign.”Ava had to breathe in relief that she had been holding her breath. “So… is the baby okay?”“Yes,” the nurse answered. “Very okay.”Tears filled Ava’s eyes. “Thank you.”The nurse nodded and exited the room.The doctor came in a few minutes after carrying a clipboard. She was not nervous and spoke in a monotonous voice that helped Ava feel less afraid.“Hello, Ava,” the doctor greeted. “How do you feel now?”“Tired,” Ava said. “And scared.”“That is natural,” the doctor said, “looking at the chart. The cramps were actual, yet not harmful. The baby is healthy.”Ava swallowed. “Then why did i

The Truth In His Eyes

Marcus went slowly into the hallway, as though he were merely striding his legs. His hands in his pockets, his face still, his mind was tumbling.The physician was a few steps away, talking in low tones to one of the nurses, glancing at a chart.Marcus waited until the nurse departed, and cleared his throat. “Doctor,” he said politely. She turned and smiled. “Yes?” He added. “I hope I’m not interrupting.” He said quickly. “I wanted to ask you a question.” “Naturally,” the doctor said. “What can I help you with?” Marcus was leaning very lightly on the wall in a casual tone. “You have already talked about conception timelines. I have always wondered how physicians calculate that.”The doctor nodded. That is the usual question. “How precise is it? Marcus asked. “I mean, is it always precise?” He added. She smiled faintly. “Pregnancy is not a science, but development markers allow us to determine it quite well.”Marcus nodded in a way that showed he was just interested. When you talk of e

A Lie Between Lovers

Marcus entered the room where Elena sat on the bedside. She looked up right away. "You're late," she said. Marcus paused at the door. He had only removed his jacket, but was not comfortable. "Something came up." Elena stood up slowly. “Maybe something important that you had to be out so late?”Marcus nodded. "Yes." She crossed her arms. "Where have you been?" “At the hospital," Marcus said, weary of his words. Elena narrowed her eyes. "The hospital?" "Yes," he said. "Ava had a scare." Silence followed between them. Elena stepped closer. "What kind of scare?" “Pregnancy-related,” Marcus said. "Cramps. She panicked." “No doubt Claudio called you, and Patricia,” Elena said. Marcus nodded. "She did." Elena exhaled slowly. "And you went." "She's family," Marcus said. "It felt wrong not to." Elena tilted her head. “I believed we discussed limitations.” "We did," Marcus replied. "And I respected them." Elena raised an eyebrow. "By rushing to the hospital?" She had to have

The Wedding Trap

Mark was sitting in his car alone, when his phone vibrated. He parked, but had not entered, a little cafe. His hands were on the steering wheel, and he was thinking something serious and anxious.The phone buzzed again.He frowned and picked it up.Unknown Contact: I believe you have the right to know.Mark's chest tightened. In a moment he looked at what he had typed and typed again.Mark: Who is this?In almost no time three dots would show up.Unknown Contact: That is a person who is aware that Ava lies.Mark's jaw clenched. “Oh, no, not this once more,” he said to himself.There was another message and then a slow-loading image came in.It was a photograph of a calendar. Certain dates were circled. Beside them were brief notes: party, weekend trip, no Mark.Mark sat up straighter.Mark: Explain.The reply came fast.Unknown Contact: These are the dates that Ava claims you had been together.A second image appeared. This one featured a post on social media. Ava was photographed at a

The Date That Locks Everything

The number of people sitting in the dining room was too large as the place was too quiet. Ava sat at the long table. She sat and clasped her hands. Her shoulders were tight. She seemed to be anticipating a bad thing to occur. Mark sat next to her. He was rolling on his phone and barely looked at all. Patricia was on one end of the table. She was clutching a slender notebook and smiling like a winner. Patricia cleared her throat. "Alright," she said happily. “We must discuss the wedding.” Ava’s heart beat faster. She slowly looked up. "The wedding?" Ava said softly. "Yes," Patricia replied. "I’ve been thinking. You have no more reason to wait anymore.” Mark finally looked up. "What do you mean?" Patricia smiled at him. "We should move fast. Very fast." Ava felt her stomach tighten. "How fast?" she said, in hardly more than a whisper. Patricia unzipped her notebook. "I already talked to the venue. They have an opening." Ava’s fingers curled. "You talked to them... already?"

The Dress and the Truth

The bridal shop reeked of flowers and clean cloth. There was soft music playing in the background, but Ava did not pay much attention.She was standing in a small stand before a mirror. Her wedding dress was white but it was too tight around her chest. The seamstress was behind her and was manipulating the fabric.“Raise your hands, please,” said the seamstress pleasantly.Ava did as she had been told, although she was heavy in her arms.Patricia was standing near and could watch. “It is beautiful,” she said and was pleased. "Exactly what I imagined."Ava stared at her reflection. The girl in the mirror appeared to be an outsider. She was unhealthy, weary, and her smile was artificial.“I cannot breathe very well,” she said in an undertone.The seamstress paused. "We can loosen it slightly.""No," Patricia said quickly. "It's fine. All she has to do is stand upright.Ava drew her arms down and shook her head. "It's okay," she murmured.The seamstress smiled good-naturedly. "I'll step

Patricia Draws the Line

Marcus waited until the house was silent before he moved. The night had settled down to ominous silence, the silence of the heavy rather than the peaceful. Patricia was sitting in the sitting room, reading marriage notes scattered all over the table. She appeared to be composed and in order, like she was preparing a party rather than dictating on the future of her daughter. Marcus hung in the doorway a moment to get himself straight, since he was aware that once he opened his mouth, there was no going backMarcus said, going in and shutting the door behind him, "Patricia." His voice was respectful, but he had a tightness in his voice that he could not conceal. "I need to talk to you. Privately.Patricia did not raise her eyes immediately. She was still writing something, and at last raised her eyes and looked at him coolly. “But, if it is about the wedding, it must be all settled,” she said to herself in her calm way“Yes, that is why I need to speak,” replied Marcus, coming nearer. H

Proof in Silence

Bella was sitting alone on the bed, and her laptop was open, and her phone was next to it. The room was silent, and her thoughts were in motion. She had even shut the door, yet nobody ever entered her room without knocking. And this night, she desired no company whatsoever. And what she was doing was too serious a matter to take a risk of interruption.She swamped her phone, one by one, one by one, as though every swamping must be thought of. Her fingers came to a stop short on an exchange of messages. The name Ava was placed at the top of the page, then there were older and newer messages with huge pauses between them.Bella slumped back on the headboard and sighed.“So much lying around,” she said to herself.She started clicking the screen and made screenshots, one after another. Messages. Dates. Missed calls. Social media posts. Photos from months ago. She stored all these in one folder and gave it a name. Her movements were so quiet, almost too quiet, that it must have been pract

She Knows Something

Ava was standing on a low bench in the backyard with her hands clasped around her stomach. The afternoon was still, that sort of stillness which naturally made her serene, but today only caused her to be more conscious of herself. She was observing Lydia on the opposite side of the yard, as she slowly arranged the flowers in a little pot. Lydia gazed calmly, absorbed and remote simultaneously.Ava hesitated a moment, stood up, and walked in his direction. Days went by, and she was struggling to have the right time to go to Lydia and speak to her. She was about to think of it, every time she stopped because she was afraid. Nevertheless, she was aware of the fact that she could not continue evading it indefinitely.“Lydia dear,” I said, coming near. "Can I sit with you for a bit?"Lydia rose, and she was evidently taken aback. A small nod was returned with no smile. “And you are certain,” replied the lady, moving aside enough to create room.Ava sat next to her and observed her hands in

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