37 ??The hospital report?? (1/2)

LEIA

Sweat trickled down my back as I held the hospital report in my hands. My room felt hot and empty.

I was dreading this moment.

Right after I'd visited the doctor to confirm my pregnancy, I had decided to take my CIE's privately. That meant no going to school. No facing 'certain' people.

Because I was two and a half months through and soon everybody would be able to tell. And I didn't want anyone to know. Especially not him.

But obviously Ammar had to know. I couldn't hide this from him. It was his child too, after all.

However, I had a feeling that after he got this news, he wouldn't let me go. Ever.

So, of course, I was nervous.

No, actually.

I was terrified.

My heart almost fell out of my chest when the door opened and Ammar stepped inside. He was dressed up in his usual office clothing though Lord knew where he went looking like this.

He wasn't bad looking at all. Some would even call him handsome.

But outward beauty didn't matter as soon as the ugliness inside became evident.

I greeted him with a Salaam—peace. He responded but still didn't notice the file in my hands. The one that confirmed my pregnancy. That contained the peanut-sized images of the ultrasound. I was so, so happy. But this—he—would drive me insane any day now.

I hadn't moved in with him. I kept delaying it to tomorrow. They were all excuses. I think he knew it too.

”Can we talk?”

His eyes met mine. I read the unsure look. We all knew words like these were never accompanied by something good.

”Sure,” he said, though it sounded more like a question.