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After the way that meeting went with Eddie, I wanted nothing more than to go home, jump into a bath and bawl my eyes out while eating chocolate. But I couldn’t do that just yet. I still had things to care off and they couldn’t wait. I texted Arlene asking her to meet me at the hospital in an hour. When Arlene saw me an hour later, she understood immediately from just the look on my face. Without saying anything to me, she pulled me into a hug that made me lost it all there and start crying. “I’ve made up my mind, Arly.” I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek. “I’m not going to keep the pregnancy.” Arlene nodded and still said nothing, instead, her arms tightened around me and I could feel that she was crying as well. When we’d both cried to our satisfaction, she finally pulled away, looking into my eyes. “I suppose I can’t change your mind?” I shook my head. “No.” She closed her eyes and sighed. “I was afraid you’ll say this, but it’s okay. You hear? If you want to terminate this pregnancy then I’m sure you’ve thought it though and decided this is the best option for both you and the child.” Did I? Did I think it through? Wasn’t I just being selfish? I shook the thought away as Arlene began leading me to the ob-gyn ward. We entered and quietly opposite the doctor who appeared to be quite young. “Miss Hanson… are you sure you want to terminate the pregnancy?” the doctor asked, regarding me with a slight crease in his brows. “From your stats here, there’s a very high tendency that you might not conceive again after this.” I closed my eyes, thinking of everything Eddie put me through. How I even ‘conceived’ said pregnancy in the first place. What was I going to tell the child after I brought them to this world? Who was I going to say their father was? What reason was I going to give them for why he wasn’t in their lives? “Yes,” I replied calmly. “Let’s terminate the pregnancy. I don’t want a child in such a situation. Plus, I plan on returning to my career. I have all that on front of me. I can’t …” The doctor nodded in understanding, but Arlene still gave me that unsure and incredulous look. Like she was seeing me for the first time. We’d been friends for farm more than ten years, I was sure she was surprised I could make a decision like this. Everyone had seen my love for Eddie. There was a time I was sure I could die for him and nobody would have questioned it. Three years ago, when we got together had been the happiest time of my life. I thought I’d gotten what I wanted. But now… “Please, let me do this.” I said before she could start appealing to my conscience. “Well, here’s what I advice.” The doctor said finally. “Wait a few days before the surgery to terminate the pregnancy.” I frowned. “Why?” “Many different reasons, and one of them is because of how rare your blood type is. We need time to prepare our backups in case something goes wrong. Plus, the complication of terminating twin pregnancy… and I also want you to make up your mind fully. Be sure that this is what you really want before we continue.” I swallowed hard before nodding. Despite the smile I tried to force out, tears burned my eyes. I glanced down at my stomach, wincing when I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. Did the babies know? Did they know I was trying to terminate them and were trying to fight it? Pursing my lips, I pushed the thought aside. There was nothing like that. Arlene stood to her feet first, thanked the doctor and led us out of the office just as my phone pinged with a new notification. It was an email to inform me that my application to take part in the culinary show was accepted. That put a smile on my face and I immediately texted Mr. Hubert to share the good news with him and ask if there was anyway we could meet. While I was making that text, another email entered and it was another congratulatory message. I frowned because it wasn’t one I was expecting. Why was the one of the prestigious hospitals offering me a position in their hospital? I never applied and I never put it out there that I was available. I glanced up just in time to see the look of satisfaction on Arlene’s face. “What do you have to do with this, Arly?” I questioned, as realization dawned on me. Arlene shrugged. “I simply told our director that you might be available. Since you turned down his offer three years ago to lead the research project in his hospital three years ago, he hasn’t stopped asking about you.” I sighed, shaking my head. “Arlene, they just offered me a position in their hospital. What am I supposed to do?” Arlene gave me an incredulous look. “You accept it.” She said matter-of-factly. “Did you not just say you wanted to focus on your career? Well, this is your career. Accept the offer and schedule a meeting with the hospital board. I’m sure they’d all love to meet you. Adrienne, you were a brilliant neurosurgeon and one of the best in the field. Well, until you went AWOL.” Arlene was right. Medicine had been my first love before cooking. I had taken after my mother, and when she was alive, I had the freedom and means to grow my gift. After her death, everything changed. My family pushed me into a relationship with Eddie Quinn because if what they stood to gain. I’d been stupid before. I’d thought Eddie and I could have a future but now I knew the truth. “So?” Arlene asked. “Are you accepting it?” “We’ll see.” I said, returning the phone in my purse. I thought of my family again. Of my grandma and the man she wanted to match me with. What was he like? Would he be anything like Eddie? Would he make life miserable for me like Eddie did? Did it matter? I was no longer the woman I was three years ago. Now I had a secret weapon. I had a voice and I was going to use it to the fullest. “I have one more place I need to be before I can go home.” I said, turning to Arlene. “Do you still have something to do around here? Or will you be leaving soon?” Arlene shook her head. “We can leave now. I’ll drop you off where you’re going before I go home. Ah, and I also need to our grocery shopping.” I nodded. We were walking towards the elevator when it opened up and Eddie stepped out with Lydia beside him. She looked small and weak and her face was quite pale, which made her seem even more fragile. Eddie’s hands was wrapped around her waist and shoulders as he guided her forward gently and shielding her from the crowd that was beginning to gather. “Don’t look.” Arlene said quickly, stepping in front of me protectively. “I can’t believe how shameless he can be. He’s there holding another woman so shamelessly not even caring about you.” I looked away, sighing. “I have an appointment, Arly. Let’s leave.” But that wasn’t going to happen, because just as we were about to leave, Lydia looked up and her eyes met mine.ADRIENNE I had nothing to say. No, I had lots to say but my mouth wouldn’t move. I wanted to tell Old Mr. Quinn that his son could go to hell. That I wanted nothing more to do with his family. That I already had plans to move on. But I respected Old Mr. Quinn too much to say all of that. If Eddie had told him I about our breakup, it would’ve been better. Thankfully, a soft knock interrupted us and a nurse popped her head in. I didn’t need to say anything now. I didn’t need to react to Mr. Quinn’s advice. Because one thing I was tired of, was pretending. “Ms. Arlene? The director needs you, if you have a moment. “ Arlene glanced at us, clearly hesitant to leave me in such a charged atmosphere. “I’ll be quick.” She whispered, squeezing my hand before following the nurse out. Mr. Quinn watches her go before turning back to me, his expression softening. He patted my hand gently and stood to his feet. “Rest, child. And don’t let anyone make you feel small in your own life. Yo
Adrienne The door slammed shut behind Eddie, the sound bouncing off the walls, rattling the windows. I stared blankly at the space he’d been standing, waiting to feel something – anger, hurt, or the familiar ache is been carrying for the past three years. But I felt… Nothing. Instead, there was a strange, hollow quiet where that feeling should be. Was this what moving on felt like? I almost laughed. I’d spent three years begging – groveling – for his attention, and now that I finally had it, even in the cruelest form, I felt nothing at all. Arlene let out a breath beside me, allowing herself to sink into her seat as though she’d been holding a weight and she finally had the freedom to drop it. “I genuinely don’t know how that man sleeps at night.” I didn’t respond, because I had nothing to say. My phone buzzed on the small table beside the bed, pulling me from my thoughts. I reached for it, wincing slightly as pain shot up my abdomen from the movement, and my stomach droppe
ADRIENNE I saw Lydia shift towards Eddie and whisper something in his ear. Seconds later, he looked towards where I stood, his jaw clenching as a sudden frown perched on his face. His steps carried him to where I stood, his eyes raking all over me. “What are you doing here?” he spat, grabbing my arm violently. His nails dug into my skin but the pain didn’t matter. Nothing mattered right now than getting out of here. I had an appointment and I couldn’t be late. “I have somewhere to be, Eddie.” I answered stiffly. “Where I am and where I go doesn’t concern you. We’re no longer together.” Eddie opened his mouth to speak but the crowd didn’t give him a chance. Somehow, reporters had managed to sneak into the hospital under the guise of patients and they flashed camera lights in our faces. “Miss Hanson, dis you come because you found out Eddie and his fiancée would be here? Are you jealous of their relationship?” Another reporter shoved his mic in my face. “What do you think of
ADRIENNE After the way that meeting went with Eddie, I wanted nothing more than to go home, jump into a bath and bawl my eyes out while eating chocolate. But I couldn’t do that just yet. I still had things to care off and they couldn’t wait. I texted Arlene asking her to meet me at the hospital in an hour. When Arlene saw me an hour later, she understood immediately from just the look on my face. Without saying anything to me, she pulled me into a hug that made me lost it all there and start crying. “I’ve made up my mind, Arly.” I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek. “I’m not going to keep the pregnancy.” Arlene nodded and still said nothing, instead, her arms tightened around me and I could feel that she was crying as well. When we’d both cried to our satisfaction, she finally pulled away, looking into my eyes. “I suppose I can’t change your mind?” I shook my head. “No.” She closed her eyes and sighed. “I was afraid you’ll say this, but it’s okay. You hear? If you w
ADRIENNE Arlene was adamant that I needed to do a pregnancy test. After telling her about my recent dizzy spells and most recently, nausea she concluded that I could be sick or worse, pregnant and advised I did a pregnancy test. Now, that result was sitting in my hand and a look of shock plastered on both our faces. Arlene looked from me to the test strip in my hand, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “You’re pregnant!” she muttered finally. Yes, I was pregnant. The dozens of tests we’d carried out in the last one hour confirmed that I was pregnant with Eddie’ child at the worst possible moment. Tears fell from my eyes, soaking the strip and smudging the result. What does it matter? Eddie’ heart didn’t belong to me. Another woman was carrying his child, he reminded me of that just recently. I wiped my face dry and threw the test in the trash. Eddie didn’t know that walking out of this relationship was the final thing I’d do for him. I was giving him back
EDDIE“She got what was coming to her, Grandma,” I said. “I already explained my situation with Lydia with her, yet she still chose to make a scene in public for that matter. If she’d kept the fact that she was my fiancee a secret as it had been, no one would have cause to attack her.”In the background, I heard shuffling. “Let me speak with him,” my grandfather Dennis Quinn said and soon, he was breathing into the phone. “Eddie,” he said firmly. “Don’t try to test my patience. Did you forget that we had an agreement with the family of that girl? You’ve been with her for three years! She is your fiancée and that makes it your duty to stand by her.”“Grandpa –” I began but he cut me off with a hiss.“Come to the family estate for dinner tonight. And bring your fiancée with you.”He didn’t wait for a reply before hanging up. I didn’t even realize I had stopped in my driveway until the call ended. I sat there for a moment, my fingers drumming distractedly on the steering wheel.I thoug







