Sixty seconds of oppressive silence, that’s the length of time Isabella had to wait in agony for the results of the home pregnancy test. She had mixed emotions to whether she wanted a child or not, although being pregnant was no problem for her; she always wanted to be a mother, she had a stable job with benefits plus she was with the man of her dreams, but was she ready? And having a child out a wedlock wasn’t apart of the picture perfect future she always wanted. She began to wonder if Mathew had any plans to marry her and how he would react when he found out that he’s going to be a father, is that what he wants. She’s never heard Mathew mention that he wanted a child nor a wife. But being pessimistic was going to solve anything she had to be optimistic, besides if she was really pregnant carrying the burden of if and but, would prove disastrous for the fetus. Matt loved her, he told her that every chance he got, it’s the first thing he says before he goes to work and it’s the last thing he says before he goes to bed. Mathew started sleeping over at Isabella’s almost every night. It didn’t Matter to her, in fact she wanted to him to move in permanently. He kept telling her that he’d move in when the time is right, would now be the right time? Her parents accepted Mathew as their daughter’s boyfriend. They always liked him. He had become apart of the family, even before he became involved with Isabella. He was always present at Christmas, thanksgiving, and present at all family outings. Isabella’s father even began calling him son.
David on the other hand, was always at work, even on public holidays, the signs were so apparent but love and trust shielded her from the harsh truth.
Ding! The sound of the bell brought her back to the present. She hesitantly opened the bathroom door, took a deep breath, then walked towards to the sink where the test was placed. Tears began to build up in her eyes.
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