Love Unsent
After a passionate night, my childhood sweetheart, Jack Jenner, thoughtfully prepared birth control pills for me.
I held his wrist and pleaded coquettishly, "The pills are bitter. I don't want to take them. Let's just get married if I get pregnant."
Jack patted my head and chuckled. "Don't be silly. Childbirth is much worse than taking pills. Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you gave birth?"
I froze as he casually kissed my forehead, gently coaxing me, "My darling Ariana, pack up your things and take them with you. We can't fool around like this anymore. My fiancée asked me to be chaste."
I numbly threw the things into the trash can and dialed my father's number. "I'll marry him."