A Thorn in His Heart
7 hrs. 47 min.
Description
“I’m pregnant.”
“Wrong to come. What you’re pregnant with my son’s child still has to be proven. Neither you nor your child are needed by him. How can I explain it a bit more gently,” the man frowned. “People like you aren’t for him, you understand? You’re just a passing fancy. My son deserves better.”
“I want to talk to him in person.”
“He’s gone—don’t even look. And here,” he took out his wallet, pulled out bills, and, approaching me, shoved them into my chilled fingers. “Take it. Don’t ruin your life—where would you even take a child right now?”
I don’t remember how I walked. I only stopped by a trash bin and unclenched my disobedient fingers over it, throwing the money away, right in front of passersby.
“Wrong to come. What you’re pregnant with my son’s child still has to be proven. Neither you nor your child are needed by him. How can I explain it a bit more gently,” the man frowned. “People like you aren’t for him, you understand? You’re just a passing fancy. My son deserves better.”
“I want to talk to him in person.”
“He’s gone—don’t even look. And here,” he took out his wallet, pulled out bills, and, approaching me, shoved them into my chilled fingers. “Take it. Don’t ruin your life—where would you even take a child right now?”
I don’t remember how I walked. I only stopped by a trash bin and unclenched my disobedient fingers over it, throwing the money away, right in front of passersby.
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