Eighteen B

I stood there like a fool and walked away, closing the door softly. On my bed, I tossed and turned, restless with anxiety. Camilla was growing stronger and more independent, and soon she would be beyond my reach.

This act of mine was so selfish, and I knew I had to let her go. George may decide to marry her just to spite me. The idiot would stop at nothing to get what he wants, but with Camilla carrying my baby, I didn't want him to be the child's stepdad.

Memories of high school flashed in my mind when George felt hurt and betrayed by my actions. All the girls in school wanted a piece of me, including his girlfriend, Stacy.

I had tried to warn her and told her I didn't want to cause any issues, but Stacy was madly in love with me, and I gave her what she wanted. After all, George wasn't my friend.

To date, I remember the look of pain in his eyes as he tried to fight me, and my teammates on the soccer team pushed him to the ground.

"There are other girls to pick from," he cried. "Leav