Chapter 29 Michelle

I have peed on every stick inside the RFSU pregnancy test package, and they all show the same thing: two red lines.

“No, this must be wrong…” I stare down at the stick while sitting on the toilet seat. “I can’t be pregnant-I’m not ready for that!”

I’m shaking, close to crying my heart out.

What am I supposed to do? Shit-shit-shit! Someone, please tell me because my entire world has turned upside down!

Hot tears are burning behind my eyes. I’m not against people getting abortions. I understand they are needed in some situations, but I don’t want to go through with one.

Am I selfish for thinking that? This baby belongs to Maddox too, but no matter what, I just can’t… I can’t make an abortion- I want that less than I want to become a mom!

Jesus Christ.

My head is spinning. I want children, but not right now. I think I will be a terrible mother at this age, and holy shit, how do I make my heart stop performing somersaults?!

“Michelle?” Maddox is outside the bathroom door. “Are you alright in there? Do you need more time?”

“No, I’m…” I look at all the sticks on the floor and take a deep breath. I have to talk to Maddox later, but not right before this dinner. “I’m ready to go right now. Are you ready?”

“Yeah, but I hate wearing a tuxedo… It’s tight over my shoulders.”

I snort at the image I’m visualizing of Maddox trying to fit into a snug tuxedo and sweep the floor. I have to see him. “I kind of like men in costume.” Maddox growls. “You better not be into rich CEO books because I swear I will never become an office man. At least not while I’m still in my prime.” “I know, I know! And you don’t have to worry,I like muscular football players more.” “That’s more like it…. “Maddox grows tired then. A few seconds pass before he sounds irritated again. “Wait, is that in plural?”

While laughing, I get rid of the pregnancy tests. Shove the used sticks right into the package and down into the bin. I even dispose of napkins over them so they are hidden. I then think better of it. I can’t risk Maddox finding them, so I dig up the empty package and shove it into my bag. It’s not dirty or anything. I changed the bag in the bin earlier.

“You’re not interested in Jason, Lionel, or Robin, are you?” More laughs come up my throat. “You’re the only man for me-” I fall silent once I open the door and see Maddox cleaned up.

dating me? He is a

lips that goes hai -hand with his sandy-colored hair. And damn,

me stupid. I want to rip it off. I’m proud of myself for not having thi myself over Maddox’s pecs and abs yet, but I’m close to ravaging him

are so

words. “You’re so sexy in

into a teasing smile. “When shy Michelle Henriksson calls someone sexy-t when pigs

like you need money-you should leave t lottery

if he can’t keep himself from touching me. I wonder when we moved to

I love it.

makes me feel

his facial expression and hungry eyes make it harder not to tackle him to the ground. I repress the urge to shiver. “Shall we go and get this dinner over with?” His lips twitch. “Right after

tug his hand, and Maddox let me lead

***

of food, and I think I

prevent myself from eating? I’ve been stress eating for the past hour because the atmosphere is terribly tense

rich people and dinners cooked by chefs. I knew Maddox came from money, but

have been serving us during the entire dinner, and I’m having trouble not

ready to burst, A

get a raise out of his

it seems she has chosen to dislike me. She keeps

wish to

a chance at football

Catharina comments in a low voice, She lifts her wineglass to her lips, and her eyes keep raking me up and down I’m not

excused from the table i need to head

me grim, “You don’t have 10.sk, Michelle, if you need to go to the bathroom, just go. No

“Maddox!” Catharina snaps, “Languagel”

grownup I will peal however the hell i

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