The next day:
"So, wait, he came there?"
"Yes."
Samantha paced around further. "And he directly asked you if..."
"I am pregnant?" I finished her sentence for her, "Yeah he did."
"And you lied to him?"
"I did."
"God, Nat. Why?" She asked, again.
"I told you, Sam." I huffed a little, "I..I was too taken aback, okay? And besides, why should I tell him the truth? I don't want him to have an opinion over what I should do with the baby when my mind is firm over aborting it. He's not needed in this situation."
"Maybe he had a right to know, Nat. That's all I'm saying," Sam mumbled, "But again, you're right. If your mind if firm and the decision is made, he doesn't have to have a say in it."
"Exactly." I murmur. I didn't want to have this conversation. Niklaus was the last person I wa
