Chapter 13
Mathew
‘Congratulation, Ms. You are two months gone’.
Those words still rang in my ears, my heart leaping with joy as I drove Megan to her apartment.
Finally! I was going to be a father.
Megan collapsed in the middle of our argument earlier today, and I had to rush her to the hospital where she was confirmed pregnant.
While this was good news to me, Megan didn't feel the same way about it. She instead looked mad.
We arrived at her apartment minutes later, and she left me in the car, heading inside, so I followed her.
“What's wrong with you, Meg?” I managed to catch up with her in the living room as I held her hand and pulled her back, but she yanked my hand off, throwing me a murderous glare.
“What is wrong with you? We are expecting a baby, why are you acting all mad?” I tried not to raise my voice at her because she was already getting under my skin.
She scoffed, running her fingers through her hair, obviously frustrated. “Acting? I am not acting mad, Mathew. I am fuckin
