Betrayal:The Billionaire accidental Bride

When the doctor ruled I was pregnant.

As I sat there, sipping on my wine and taking in the lavish surroundings of my posh life, I was glad how everything had happened so far but yet too disturbed and concerned about my past. As an early riser ,I was already up The sun was threatening the sky with its golden rays. Everybody else was deep asleep,they were all exhausted and full.

I had moved my rocking chair and sat under a tree,the morning dew had dried,so I took a book and started reading. Instead of a cup of tea I opted for a bottle of wine with a low concentrate. Anybody who would see me with a wine glass that early morning would think I am depressed but am I ? No it's my heart yearning to know the secrets surrounding my past. But the bearer of the news cannot be rushed.

I couldn't help but let my mind drift back to a few years ago when everything seemed to go off the rails. And amidst all the chaos and confusion, my sister Tamiya played a role that I never quite expected.

It all started when I fell ill and had to be rushed to the hospital. Tamiya, being the caring and responsible sister that she is, accompanied me and ensured that I received the necessary medical attention. Little did I know that this trip to the hospital would become a pivotal moment in my life.

It was during the examination that the doctor dropped a bombshell on me. "I'm sorry to inform you, but you're pregnant," he said, his tone serious and unwavering. Immediately, my mind went into overdrive. This couldn't possibly be true. I wasn't ready for motherhood, and the circumstances surrounding it were far from ideal.Me and Josh had not planned to be parents till I was twenty five, and that was like in eight years to come.

Desperation consumed me as I turned to the doctor and pleaded for him to check again. "Doctor, you need to check again! This simply cannot be. There must be some mistake,I am a virgin and I have never been touched" I exclaimed, my voice riddled with disbelief and panic. But his response only solidified the truth that I had been ignoring.

"Those are the results, I'm afraid. You are twelve weeks pregnant, madam," the doctor reiterated, his words piercing through me like a thousand needles. The weight of the situation settled heavily upon my shoulders, threatening to crush me under its unforgiving presence.

" So the worst had happened,how I wished the stranger in my bed was a sophisticated person ,a person who can't rob a young girl of her innocence unless she approves,My God!" I shouted,losing it. Th doctor stared at me and asked.

" Were you raped?"

" No , I only don't remember anything and I'm not sure whether I was raped or I asked for it!" I replied shamelessly.

Tamiya, who had been quietly observing the entire exchange, stepped forward. For a moment, her face betrayed a hint of amusement mixed with something else - a flicker of satisfaction that sent shivers down my spine. But why? Why was she happy about my misfortune? I couldn't fathom her reaction, let alone digest the fact that my own sister might revel in my agony.

"There will be no wedding, for real. It has to be canceled. The second time," Tamiya said, her words delivered with a chilling undertone. A sinister smile curled at the corner of her lips, as if she relished the destruction of my plans and dreams. It was in that very moment that the true nature of our relationship became painfully apparent.

In a fit of raging emotions, I found myself confronting her, needing answers, needing to unravel the depths of her twisted mind. "Why?" I demanded, my voice tinged with a mix of bewilderment and anger. "Why are you happy about this? Why would you take pleasure in my suffering?"

Tamiya's dark eyes bore into mine, her smile widening as if she found my response amusing. "Oh, dear sister," she purred, the sweetness of her tone tinged with a sharp edge. "Isn't it obvious? I've always resented your perfect life. Your achievements, your ambitions. This unexpected turn of events? It's like a silver lining for me. It levels the playing field, don't you think?"

" How Tamiya, you stole everything from me, yet you are not even my real sister, What have I done to deserve your mockery, you cannot smile now,I forbid you!" I shouted at her.

" It only sounds funny, imagine the reaction in Josh face when he learns about the pregnancy!"She said rolling her eyes like a chameleon.

The reality of her words struck me with a force that left me reeling. Tamiya had always been envious of my accomplishments, always striving to gain the upper hand.And I gave it up all to her for the sake of pleasing my parents. Tamiya had no one but I had my parents,so what's wrong if they showered her with love, that was my thinking . But for her to revel in my misfortunes, to derive pleasure from my pain, was an entirely different level of maliciousness.

The irony of it all began to sink in. Here I was, sitting amidst the trappings of success and privilege, while my life crumbled around me. And instead of finding solace in the fact that my sister was present, I was met with a twisted smile and venomous satisfaction.

As the tension between us escalated, the doctor intervened, losing patience with our tumultuous exchange. We were hastily escorted out of the hospital room, leaving me feeling numb and hopeless. The weight of my pregnancy and the consequences it would bring hung heavily in the air.

The hospital corridor seemed endless as I hastily made my way through, desperately seeking solace from the unforgiving reality that had just been thrust upon me. Tamiya's words echoed in my mind, taunting me with their sharp edges and bitter truth.

"Aren't you happy? There will be no wedding," Tamiya had taunted with a cold laugh. It was true; my feelings for Josh were complicated. Our parents had arranged the match, convinced that I was incapable of finding a suitable partner on my own. And deep down, I couldn't deny that Tamiya's words held a semblance of truth.

"You don't love Josh," she accused, her voice filled with a twisted mix of amusement and superiority. "Our parents just matched you up because they think you're dumb. But you and I both know who's really dumb here. It's me!"

Her laughter cut through the air like a knife, leaving my heart in tatters. How had our lives become this cruel and twisted? It was like a macabre comedy, a play where the audience found pleasure in our pain.

"But you know I love Josh," I retorted, my words tinged with desperation. "From the moment I was young, I wanted to be his wife."

Tamiya's expression darkened, her laughter replaced by a harsh scowl. "Listen, Sarah darling," she sneered. "Stop lying to yourself. You do not love him. Maybe you care, but not love."

The words reverberated through me, settling in the pit of my stomach like a heavy stone. How had I become so lost? Was it the desperation to please our parents, or was there a deeper fear of being alone? The line between reality and illusion had become blurred, and I couldn't distinguish truth from falsehood.

"I do not understand why my pregnancy is such good news to you," I pleaded with Tamiya, desperation evident in my voice. "But please, I beg you, don't mention it to our parents."

Tamiya chuckled, a sound that sent chills down my spine. "Why do I have to tell them? You are shaking, vomiting, and running a fever. It's only a matter of time before you become the town's latest gossip, and our parents won't be happy with you nobody will want to be with you".

It was like a cruel joke, a dark comedy playing out before my eyes. I struggled to comprehend Tamiya's lack of sympathy, her blatant disregard for my fragile state. How could she be so callous in my moment of distress?She has always been very straight forward. But I need empathy and sympathy.

"Listen to yourself," I cried out, trying to make her understand the gravity of my situation. "Is that how you comfort someone in distress?"

Tamiya shrugged indifferently, a smirk on her face. "We are facing facts. Why soothe your ego? It is obvious you won't abort.And that's what will happen, am not sugar coating anything and you know it's true."

Her words hit me like a slap in the face. I may have been eighteen years old, but the thought of aborting my unborn child was unfathomable to me. Even if the father was a thug, I couldn't bring myself to terminate a life that had already taken root within me.

Determined to escape Tamiya's presence and find solace in my own misery, I seized an opportunity when she excused herself to visit the bathroom. Without a moment's hesitation, I retraced my steps through the sterile hallways, tears streaming down my face as I desperately sought a semblance of privacy.

Finally, I stumbled upon an open door, its emptiness providing a sanctuary for my anguish. I squeezed myself into a corner, cradling my stomach as if protecting the life inside. The walls of the room seemed to close in, mirroring the suffocating reality I found myself trapped within.

And so, in that corner of a barren hospital room, I let myself unravel. I cried for my carelessness, for indulging in too much alcohol and blurring the lines between right and wrong. I cried for failing myself and everyone else who had placed their hopes and dreams upon me. It was a dark and desperate moment, yet somehow, amidst the tears and despair, a flicker of resilience emerged.

They say laughter is the best medicine, and in that moment of self-pity, I realized the absurdity of it all. My life had become a twisted comedy, a sitcom with a tragic undertone. And instead of succumbing to the darkness, I found solace in the irony, embracing the dark humor that enveloped my existence.

With tears still streaming down my face, I mustered a feeble smile. "Well," I muttered, addressing the empty room. "I suppose I've always had a flair for the dramatic. Who knew my life would turn into a soap opera?"Cheating,wedding cancelled, pregnancy wedding cancelled again.

A bitter chuckle escaped my lips, mingling with the salty taste of tears on my tongue. At that moment, I made a choice. I refused to be another tragic character in this twisted comedy. Instead, I would navigate the absurdity of my circumstances with a dark humor that could shield me from the pain.

And so, as I sat in that unoccupied hospital room, cradling my unborn child, I made a silent pact with myself. I would find laughter amidst the chaos, and I would write my own punchlines, refusing to let the darkness consume me.I was not sure how but I will find a way. The future was not bright,there was no light at the end of the tunnels and the storm had just begun.

I knew these were not the darkest of moments, where a glimmer of light can shine through, to remind me that even in the most painful circumstances, there is still room for laughter, redemption, and the strength to move forward.It was the beginning of my tears.

Tamiya's facts are disheartening,my parents will dismember me, I have failed them and their dreams,Josh might cancel the wedding . I was inside a very dark pit and only time will tell. Then the glass of wine I was holding fell down ,that's when I suddenly escaped my nostalgic moments.

Nobody was outside yet, but someone was watching me ,I looked up and I saw the driver seated on his house patio, recently I came to learn he was our immediate neighbour but now that I understand who he was,I knew why he was stationed on that house to watch over me and everyone else and report to Wesley.