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The transition was remarkable. I watched the color drain from her cheeks in real-time, the fake, bubbly happiness wiped away as if by a cloth. It was replaced by a rising anger, an outburst that she was clearly unprepared for."What?" she hissed."She’s one of my lecturers," I continued, keeping my voice calm and analytical. "She’s been close with Jake since I started school. I always wondered about their relationship, honestly. Especially how Jake was always in her office, or the way she was constantly probing into my personal life until recently. I finally put the pieces together. I found out Jake has been going out with her.""I don't believe you..." She shook her head violently, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for a way to un-hear my words. It was pathetic, really. If she thinks that knowing who Jake was cheating on her with, will make Jake to forever be hers."There’s a phone," I said, leaning in slightly. I recalled the device I’d found in Jake’s study, the one

  She was standing in the center of the floor, her hand still raised, facing a woman I knew so well that she'd be confronting at the moment. My smile came quite fast before I actually saw Ms. Illya standing helplessly as my mother raged, her hand seemed to have just left Ms. Illya's face to everyone's utter shock. My eyes whipped around searching for Jake and he doesn't seem to be in sight yet or caught up with the drama happening at one corner that is fast gaining attention.  "How dare you sleep around with my husband?" I heard mom asking in anger as I took my steps towards them to witness the drama first hand.  "Sleep around with your husband?" Ms. Illya’s voice was remarkably steady, though a red bloom was already spreading across her cheek. She looked at the crowd, then back at my mother with a chillingly calm expression.  "Mrs. Thomas, don’t you think you’re

  "Couples live together these days anyway," Brendan said, his eyes searching mine as if looking for a lifeline. "What do you think?" "It’s a bad idea," I snapped, "It sounds like you want to announce my condition to the whole world. Why I quit school, why I’m stuck in one spot while you’re out there living the kind of life you want. You’re trying to say that I should live with you even when we’re not married?" "I don’t mean it that way, Aubrey. I just... I just feel insecure with Drake around you. We both know he doesn’t see you as his sister. What if he goes crazy and does something to you someday?" He clasped my hands in his, looking at me with a desperate and equally a desperate gaze for understanding but there's nothing to understand about what he meant. 

"What..." Were the first words that left my lips, "What did you just say." I said before my head could process anything else. "I'm sorry..." She mouthed and my hands flew to my stomach immediately, desperately searching for the curve that had been there only hours or was it days ago. My palms met a terrifying, hollow flatness. Oh God! For the love of God, my baby is gone! The realization hit me like a physical blow to the chest, stealing the very air from my lungs. I hate myself. I hate myself so much. God, please no.What have I done? What just happened? Why do I feel like my whole life is in a terminal spiral, spinning toward a ground I can’t see? I couldn't tell if I was crying because I couldn't feel that tiny, fluttering life anymore, or because a dark, shameful part of me felt a flicker of relief that the burden was gone. Or was it the guilt of failing to protect something so vulnerable? Or, god forbid, was it because I had finally fulfilled everyone's unspoken wish by losing t

  "Oh My God! Aubrey, how can you say that!"  "Then what do you want me to say? Deny it! Deny that I'm not your child."  "Aubrey, what is all this about? I carried you in my womb for nine months and birth you, what are you saying? I know you have a lot on your plate because of what happened two weeks ago but it's now in the past and the baby won't come back and you don't expect me to lose you too."  Of course, she doesn't expect to lose me when I'm  one of the persons she needs the most at the moment?  "Aubrey... where did you even get such a ridiculous idea? What has been happening in this room while I wasn't looking that made you lose your mind along with your child?" "I asked one question, Mother," I said, emphasizing the title until it tasted like copper in my mouth. "Am I truly your child? Am I your blood? Yes or no."