There wasn’t any other way out except through the window. Taking a chair, I hit the glass and break it. I push the planks that had been used to bar it until they give way. I push my suitcase through the window and it falls over.
Like I said, I was in the furthest room of the house, so the commotion wouldn’t have alerted anyone. I slowly climb down, careful of the broken shards of glass. I release a sigh of relief when I get down.
Happy that I had managed to escape, I take my suitcase and start dragging it. My eyes on my phone as I order a cab. My happiness is short lived when I bump into someone. I lift my head and I recoil in horror when my eyes clash with the intense greys of Rowan.
“Were you seriously trying to run away with my baby?” he asks, a dangerous edge in his tone.
I throw my hands in the air. Releasing my suitcase in the process.
“I already told mother it’s not your baby” I lie, stepping back.
There was just no way I was going to allow my baby to be raised in such a toxic environment. One where everyone hates his or her mother.
“You dare lie to me” he snarls. “You were a fucking virgin. You may have foooled your mother. but I know that child is mine.”
I’m momentarily taken a back that he would know I was a virgin. We were drunk, especially him.
“How did you know that?” I ask lowly.
“The sheets we slept in had spots of blood”
I shrug off his answer. “It doesn’t matter. The baby could still be anyone’s. I might have slept with countless men afterwards.”
His eyes narrow. There were raging storms behind them.
I pull my gaze away jusy as my cab arrives.


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