“Yes. I'm Micheal Rivers, nice to meet you.” Rich introduced himself to the Indian tourist, reaching out his hand for a handshake. The man gladly took his handshake with a broad smile on his face.  “Thank you very much,” the man responded gayly.  Rich gave a slight bow, politely putting his right hand on his chest and his left hand behind him. He was wearing nerd glasses that gave off a smart gentleman look to anyone who met with him.  “Is that your wife?" Rich asked looking over the man's shoulder at the woman behind him who was busy taking pictures with some little children

Rich landed on his bed with a thump. Be stared at the white ceiling and remembered Samantha. Richard rubbed both hands in his face and stood up to go into the bathroom. His phone rang and it was Samantha. "Hey,” he said dryly.“You're ignoring me. You're ignoring me, Rich!” Samantha broke down and started crying.Rich rubbed his temples tiredly and sat back down on the bed. “I told you I had work to do.”“Now that you're not busy, are you ready to talk now?” She asked him. “I guess…”“I told you I'm pregnant. You've been acting all funny about it. Aren't you at least happy to hear that or something?”“Happy? Of course I'm not. We agreed you were going to be on contraceptives didn't we? Then how are you pregnant? Did you really think that I'd be elated at the news? So you know I'm not.”Rich could hear Samantha's dejected sigh over the phone. “I know okay. I was on contraceptives…”“Then why are we having this pregnancy talk? Are you trying to prank me? If it's a prank, then yes yo

“Hello...Rich…,” Samantha checked the screen of her phone to see if the call was still one but she had hung up on her. She buried her face in her pillow and cried her eyes out. The innocent white pillow soaked her tears and the bed silently accommodated the crying woman. After about half an hour later, Samantha was still on her bed, face down, sobbing. She still finds it hard to wrap her head around the fact that Rich could really break up with her after all they had done together. He was the only man she ever truly loved and wished to get married to, but their four year relationship was called off...over the phone!It was such a heartbreak Samantha wasn't sure she would survive. She turned over to lie on her back and put her hand over her stomach. Despite not wanting to get an abortion, she was also very scared to carry a baby inside of her for nine months. Sooner or later her family was going to find out about everything. At the same time she didn't want to have an abortion. Samant

Samantha looked up at the building and gave a sigh. Julie patted her on the back lovingly. They both went to get a parking spot on the ramp and it was crowded at the time. Despite the state Samantha was in, she found it quite interesting to look down and see all that happened from the very top of the building. It reminded her of the bird's eye view she usually had whenever she was atop the palace roof.It was always cold and windy up there, even on the hottest days. The thought sent an unusual chill down her smile for no reason.“Let's go,” Julie urged as they went inside and took the elevator to get down to the destination floor. While on the floor, Julie said she needed to use the bathrooms. While she found her way to one, Julie went to find a place to get her some snacks. They never knew it was going to take up to an hour to get into a room. They are quite lucky because it usually took other people three hours.After filing for an immediate appointment on the first floor, they had

Samantha threw up in the bathroom while Julie attended to her. It was the second say after she had the abortion and she felt very weak. Her eyes had sunk in and her face was darker. “I feel like I'm going to die,” she told Julie who helped her to get into bed. “Don't say that. It's probably a side effect of it. You should be fine by tomorrow. Alm you have to do is use your drugs just as it was prescribed.“I want water,” Samantha coughed.Julie poured her a glass of water and helped her drink. Samantha sat up and grabbed her phone quickly. Trying to dial a number. Julie took the phone from her, asking her what she wanted to do.“I need to call Rich,” she told Julie, trying very hard to fight her weakness. “You can't do that in the condition you are in right now. Talk to him after you've recovered from all of this. Moreover, I do not think he deserves you calling him and trying to reach out so much to him,” Julie blurted out honestly. “Wasn't it because you thought Rich and I are