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I Was Fated to Love You

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by Abigail Barnabas


  Chapter 16

  Hurt

  Tiffany was sick of how Darren seemed to be preoccupied with making sure that Abigail Rowling went for her check-ups. She was fed-up that he couldn’t spend all his time with her, but that it was divided between them. She felt that he would fall in love with her someday, even though he had insisted that he wouldn’t.

  She had decided that she would go tell Abby off today and demand that she stayed a distance from Darren. Tiffany stomped into the estate, demanded to see Abby, where she then stomped into the kitchen to find Abby who was making her pot of piping hot broth.

  “ I want you to leave here as soon as you can. Get away from Darren. Haven’t you spend enough time with him?”

  “ I..”

  Tiffany looked at Abby menacingly, and started to walk towards Abby.

  “ Do you understand this? Otherwise, I will give you a hard time”

  Tiffany scowled and without any warning, she flipped the pot of broth where it came clashing to the ground. The impact made such a loud noise, that it awakened a sleepy Darren who rushed downstairs to find out what was the commotion.

  When Tiffany had noticed from the corner of her eyes that Darren had descended the stairs and was fast approaching the kitchen, she pulled a fast one and grabbed onto her own hand, with tears glistening in her eyes.

  Abby was shocked. She didn’t know what Tiffany was doing.

  “ What is going on?”

  Darren asked, with a shell-shocked expression that there had been a confrontation between the two girls.

  The pot of broth had been spilled all over the floor, and Tiffany held onto her arm, grimacing in pain.

  “ I asked if I could help.. and she had to topple this over.. and it got onto my hands..”

  Darren rushed towards Tiffany, with a look of concern, and quickly dabbed some cold ice from the freezer onto her arm.

  He then shot an annoyed and frustrated look at Abby.

  “Can’t you do anything properly?”

  Abby gasped. She felt so hurt. She knew she wasn’t good at anything, but he didn’t have to say that…

  “ I didn’t do it! Tiffany had…”

  “So what else do you want to say? You scalded my hand on purpose…”

  “ I didn’t! I swear I didn’t!”

  Abby felt so exasperated and so maligned that she broke down.

  “ Alright- let’s enough. It’s dangerous for you to be in the kitchen anyway. Remember that you are pregnant with my baby. Tiffany dear, let’s go”

  Abby stood rooted. She was speechless at his comment. She had been the one making meals for him whenever he had complained that he was hungry. She felt so accused and so maligned. She would never injure someone intentionally. What hurt her the most was that he didn’t seem to have believed her. Why, she thought. Because he didn’t love her the way she had loved him.

  Abby retreated to the baby’s room where she arranged pairs after pairs of baby dolls. She felt a gaping hole in her heart, as if he had torn her apart. She just wished that her little baby would be healthy and happy. Her baby was her everything. Nothing else mattered anymore, she told herself. She couldn’t change the fact that he had only eyes for Tiffany. The tears had smeared her shirt, her skirt, and onto the baby doll she was holding. Abby held the baby doll close to her heart. Someday, her baby would understand what she had to go through. She made a wish that her baby would be stronger than her, and not be as weak as her. She wished that no one would ever do this to her baby.

  Her phone had rang and Abby had answered it. It was Matthew who had wished her a very happy birthday.

  Abby didn’t know what to feel. Was she to feel happy that a good friend had wished her? Or was she to feel sad that her own husband has forgotten about it and instead refused to believe her?

  Matthew could tell that Abby’s voice had been shaky and he wondered if she had been upset over anything. He asked if Abby would like to go for a stroll where she could comfort to him if she liked, since he was nearby in the vicinity.

  Abby usually would not agree, since Darren would not be happy about it, but this time she had agreed. She badly needed someone to talk to, and yet she couldn’t confide to anyone in the house.

  Abby met up with Matthew where they had lunch at a nearby eatery. Abby gobbled down her cheeseburger and slurped down her juice, as if she had been on an eating binge.

  “ Are you ok, Abby?”

  Abby forced herself to smile, but she really couldn’t, so she let all the tears flow out. She told him what had happened, and how she had felt so wronged. He listened attentively, and that was when he suggested. Why not divorce him, Abby? You will be happier that way.

  Abby had packed her bags and she had got ready to leave him.

  He didn’t know that she would be leaving. He was out for a meeting.

  She felt herself slipping and her world spiralled into darkness.

  Chapter 17

  Trouble

  “ Abby! Abby!”

  She weaved in and out of consciousness.. The world had seemed to come to a stop as she saw blurry faces all around her. Darren had been calling out her name repeatedly but they had seemed to gone fainter and fainter by the moment…

  They whirled her faster and faster into the emergency unit and she was bleeding profusely…

  Her legs were stained with fresh blood.

  “ Sign this.. You can only save the mother or the baby. By signing this, you consent that if there should ever be a need, you would let go of the baby and save your wife”

  The words hit Darren like a bullet train. It was his wife. It was his baby.

  “No.. please….I beg… save our..baby…”

  Darren reeled himself and he signed the papers. His face had been covered in tears and he had looked so haggard. He knew he would lose their baby.. but he couldn’t lose Abby.

  “ Save my wife…”

  It suddenly dawned on him that he had been such an useless husband. Why had he failed to protect his wife? Why had he failed to protect his baby?

  He had returned just in time to see Tiffany abruptly emerging from the back, and before he could stop it, she had pushed her so hard that she had tumbled down the stairs…

  Darren buried his face into his hands and he sighed.

  He thought about his relationship with Abby and his relationship with Tiffany. Who was he truly happy with? Who was the one who was truly there for him? Who was the one whom he knew he couldn’t live with?

  It was Abby. He knew that all along. He just didn’t want to admit it. But it had been all. Too late. Even though he had told Tiffany that he didn’t know how to face her again, Abby would never forgive Tiffany or him.

  Hours passed. After what had felt like an eternity, the surgeons wheeled Abby out of the ward where she was unconscious and looking pale-white.

  Darren rushed forward. Grabbing the surgeon’s wrist, he asked.

  “ How is my wife?”

  The surgeon had replied that she was out of danger, but they weren’t able to save the child. The baby had been gone..forever..

  A frail Abby woke up on her hospital bed.

  “ You’ve woken up, Abby!”

  She was surrounded by her family and Darren.

  “ Is my baby safe?”

  She hadn’t even cared about her own safety. She just knew that she had to protect her baby.

  There was silence. No one replied.

  “ Someone answer me!”

  Abby burst into tears.

  “ Abby- the baby is gone. But it is okay…”

  Darren said with his voice cracking.

  “ What are you doing here? Leave! Mother, tell him to leave! I don’t want to see him again!”

  “ Abby please….”

  Her mother had beckoned him to leave for the moment, and he left reluctantly. He wanted so badly to accompany her and he knew she probably would never forgive him.

  He had tried to win her heart by paying a trip to her ward every single day
. He would read to her, bring food for her and play his guitar for her.

  She knew it hadn’t been his fault that they had lost the baby, but she couldn’t forgive how cruel he had been to her all along.

  Chapter 18

  The Final Chance

  6 months later, Abby had been living with her family back at their hometown. One day, there was an unexpected visitor.

  It was Darren.

  He had retrieved a handmade card from his briefcase and showed it to her.

  It had stipulated that he was to do 50 things to make her happy, and if she liked, he could extend the list. Then, he knelt down, presented a bouquet of roses to her, and asked if she could give him a chance to prove his love for her.

  “ Just a chance.. to date you properly”

  She didn’t say whether she agreed or not, but she smiled.

  To be continued…

  What did Fate have in store for them?

  The sequel will be around by the end of 2013.

 

 

 


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