Betty’s POVThat night, I am unable to sleep. Each time I closed my eyes, the two pink lines that changed my entire life flashed in front of me on the pregnancy test strips. I had to tell Larry, I knew. He was entitled to know. But my chest was weighted with worry. Would he believe me? Would he refer to me as a gold-digging, and not just a slut?I had to try at least. Picked up my phone and sat on the edge of my bed. "All right, Betty. Just call him, you can do this... nothing to be afraid of, he isn't such a monster...I guess.” I gave myself a pep talk before punching Larry's number with my shaky fingers. After the first ring, the call cut mid-way."Hey?...Larry?” I said into the cold silence on the phone. However, the call was already over. I gave it another go, but this time it didn't ring. It immediately went to voicemail. It's Larry Ronan here. Make a note.His voice made my heart skip a beat. I talked quickly. "It's me, Betty, Larry. I must speak with you. It's crucial. Call m
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