My child
Steve
The next day, Laky came and found me in my room once Paula had left. The deadline I gave her to reflect on her pregnancy has expired.
"Are you okay Laky? Come and sit down." I say going to take her hand gently then I make her sit next to me on the bed. "How are you doing my sweet dove?
"I'm fine," she replied with a not very good face.
"And this little guy growing inside you, how is he? He's not bothering you too much, I hope?!" I questioned putting my ear to her belly then saying kind words to her.
"But he's not even formed yet! Besides, it might be a girl." She laughs at me pushing my head away.
"Yes, but girl or boy, he already exists." I replied smiling. She suddenly becomes more serious and asks me
"What did you finally decide about what we do with it?"
"Oh my dear, I've had one of the hardest weeks of life. By giving you an abortion, I'm killing an innocent being and at the same time, perhaps my sole chance of having a child. I'm not sure either to get after it, since my wife doesn't give a fuck. But if you keep it, I can write off my marriage to Paula.That's my dilemma." I said again all still upset.
"Whatever the outcome, you will have to take a risk and assume it amply. Either you choose your child to preserve your marriage, or you decide the opposite to the detriment of the child you never had. But in the end, what have you decided?" she asks hanging on my lips.
"I decided to take the risk of keeping this child, whatever it costs me. I am not sure that I will have the chance to have another." I replied sure of myself.
"But we'll have your wife on our backs. No, it's too much! How can we face her? I'll end up losing in this story. No, I can't take that risk." She said anxiously.
"Sweetheart, calm down okay? I know what I'm doing. And I've been thinking about it for a long time." I tried to calm her down by making her sit down.
"You may not realize it, but your wife will kick me out of here and will surely arrange for me not to find another job. At least she can forgive you, because you are married. And even if that doesn't happen, what will we live on? A child needs to be taken care of. Besides, I would be very sorry to separate you when you had no problem before I arrived here." She concludes by getting up and going back and forth in the room. I get up and I stop him tenderly. We sit down again then I reassure her as much as possible
"Trust me sweetie, Paula doesn't give a fuck about me. Even if I left here for a whole year, she wouldn't even notice. Our marriage was never one of love and so far I can't explain it to myself. As for the money, don't worry. I'm a big guy and I'll know how to handle it." I say with a distant look.
I think I have one thing left to do, and I should have done it by now. The next morning, I go out very early without saying anything to anyone. I dress decently and presentably.