Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia’s Pregnant Bride: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 7

SONIA’S POV A very long time ago, someone once dear to me said betrayal would come in different shapes, forms and sizes and so I should be mindful of the words that comes out of my mouth and especially who I say those words to. My Mother also said not everyone likes the idea of anyone else being happy except them. Those were the words she said before she died in my arms 19 years ago. I was just 5 years old. Looking at the two people I thought I knew like the back of my hands, I realize that my Mother wasn't wrong. She'd never been wrong. I had only ever said good things about Shaun to Jessica and with everything I'm seeing now, she wanted to have a taste of what I had fed her.“Sonia honey, It's not what it looks like,” Jessica says to me and suddenly my hand itches to grab the gun in my purse. I haven’t used it before but how hard can it be?“It was your stupid talk that made me come here, you know?” I say to Jessica and look at Shaun who has been stunned to silence all these while

SONIA’S POV Today started with me taking a brisk walk through the city park then… I found myself here, where it all began. The only difference is that I’m at the top of the New Orientals Hotel, so close to the edge that if I take a large step forward, I’d be falling 30 feet to my death.Death.That word suddenly doesn’t sound so bad. I’ve had two days to think about my situation and I’ve always come up empty on a solution. My father might as well have disowned me, the two people I thought were my people are now for each other, making them a thing of the past for me and I’m pregnant. But the most insane part of my last ordeal is that I’ve just considered keeping the pregnancy.I made this decision just two seconds ago and going over it again, the thought doesn’t really seem so bad. I have just myself in the world right now and getting rid of my child will only make me feel shitier that I already do. Besides, I have the money from my years of savings to fend for us both. Sure, my lifes

SONIA’S POV The sounds I hear once we’re parked in the garage are somewhat distant and yet loud. Where are they coming from? “Come, Sonia. We don’t want to keep our guest waiting now, do we?” “Our guest? What do you mean?” I ask, bewildered. The train of my gown was taken off hours earlier so I’m able to exit the car without help. Anthony holds the elevator door open for me and let’s go once I’m in, hitting the button to the 47th floor. I seize the opportunity to probe once more. “Anthony what’s going on?” “It’s a tradition here to deflower your bride on the night of the wedding within earshot of everyone who cares to listen. After the sex, the sheet is taken for inspection.” He’s leaning on the railing, explaining like we’re talking about something totally normal. I can feel the blood drain out of my face and I all of a sudden feel like I might faint. “What?” I mutter, shock written all over me. “Please tell me you’re joking?”“No, Sonia.” He cocks his head to the side. “I’m not