A New Reality

SELENA'S POV:

A MONTH LATER:

“I have something to tell you…..I'm pregnant which is why Henry and I are getting married in such a short period of time.”

It had been a month since Sandra had revealed this to me and I had assured her that I was right here to support her. We were both young and totally in love and had each other's support and it was so amazing. 

It had been a whole week since I had seen Sandra and about three days since I had seen my husband. David had travelled for a business trip and he had failed to disclose where the business trip was situated nor how long he would be gone for.

It wasn't strange since the last time we saw wasn't exactly a peaceful moment. I had complained about him coming home late these past few days and never being around as well as occasionally coming back tipsy, and he got extremely mad, which explains the bruises on my arm and hand print on my rosy cheeks, but it was nothing a good make up couldn't hide.

Plus it was my fault, I was the one nagging and failing to understand his point of view.

“Hi Sandra, this is about the one hundredth time I'm being sent to voicemail in the last forty-eight hours. Your wedding is tomorrow evening, and I have a whole lot to run by you but most importantly, when is your fiancé and his family coming to town or are we travelling there? I'm getting worried, call me as soon as you get this. I love you.” I let out a breath and sent the voice mail, hoping she was fine.

Today, my goal was simple; find David's location and surprise him with his favorite box of cake. I was about to mix and find out what was going on with my best friend.

“Good morning, Miss Selena.” Our house keeper greeted, stepping into the kitchen in a white trousers and shirt. She always called me ‘miss’ despite the multiple corrections, It was starting to seem intentional. 

She was a beautiful woman with full grey hair which often made her look older than her age, being that she was only in her late thirties. She was literally my only other friend after Sandra. Plus she and my grandmother had similar names, Mary and Maria…so we clicked so well.

“Hi Maria. I made brownies last night when I couldn't sleep. They are refrigerated if you'd like to try some.” I told her with her smile, as I fixed my eyes on the batter being mixed.

“What's bothering you, Sweetheart?” She loved calling me that and her soft voice felt so motherly, it warmed my chest instantly especially seeing the genuine concern in her eyes.

I hesitated a bit and heaved out a breath, “I just miss her so much, and I miss how things were before she passed. With my best friend pregnant, I'm also concerned. David and I have been married for about three years now, and though we haven't particularly been trying, we have been having unprotected sex, what if I am unable to conceive? What if he gets tired of me?” 

I sniffled and quickly wiped my tears.

“Oh, Sweetheart, come here.” She embraced me warmly and the tears ceased.

“Everything is going to be alright, you are so young, and when the time is right, you are going to have a beautiful baby with the man who loves more than anything in the world and keeps your beautiful soul up. And most importantly, I want you to remember your grandmother is always going to be around looking out for you and your best days are yet to come, okay?” She assured me, patting my back soothingly and all I could was hum.

Did she mean David wasn't that man?

I appreciated her and we spent the rest of the day together, baking, cooking and researching. I leaped for joy when we finally traced my husband's location.

He was at one of my father's getaway houses uptown, and I could easily drive there.

“Yayyyy! I am going to see my husband..” I happily sang and dashed up the stairs, going ahead to freshen up and get prepared but still extremely concerned about Sandra. 

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LATER THAT NIGHT. 

It was currently 7 p.m when I arrived at the penthouse, and it was so beautiful driving here in David and I's matching sports car. I had gotten a blue one for him and a pink one for myself. It was for our one year anniversary, driving here I remembered the grin on his face and how good he was in bed that night.

The house was by the hills at the beach side, it was perfect for relaxation and it was best known for its serenity. It was a glass house with beautiful aesthetics, expensive yet outstanding pieces of art. I had been longing to come here for a while but I couldn't exactly just go around.

I got out of the car with the box of cake and a bottle of his favorite wine, and walked towards the house listening to my red bottom heels clicking as I walked by his black Tesla and I noticed another familiar looking car in the driveway.

Did he have visitors? Was his friend Garet back in town?

I opened the door with the key and entered the house, hearing soft music playing and there were candles everywhere. 

Was my surprise ruined and was he surprising me now?

I smiled and followed the petals on the floor, heading upstairs admiring how dimly lit everywhere was. 

But my heart broke into a million pieces when I saw the sight in front of me.

I was truly getting surprised but not in the way I had ever pictured.

“DAVID! SANDRA! WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!” I yelled, seeing the two people I loved the most in the whole world in bed together, naked and when they saw me, there was no look of remorse in their eyes but rather a look that screamed….

“Finally! It's about time you found out!” Sandra uttered, covering her body with the sheets and through my eyes which were now clouded with tears, I saw the nonchalance in my husband's face as he sat up.