Vivian's heart skipped a beat as she opened the door to find Leslie standing there, holding a bouquet of pristine white roses. She stepped back to make way for him to enter, and he walked in with a warm smile. Vivian greeted him with a soft smile, "Hi Leslie, it's nice to see you."He handed her the bouquet, and she took in the elegant fragrance of the white roses. "Thank you, these are beautiful," Vivian said, her fingers delicately tracing the petals.Leslie looked particularly handsome tonight, dressed in a tailored navy blazer that accentuated his broad shoulders, paired with charcoal dress pants. The crisp white dress shirt underneath added a touch of sophistication to his ensemble. His neatly combed hair and confident demeanour exuded a sense of charm and charisma."Your outfit is stunning," Leslie complimented sincerely as he gestured towards her. His gaze, appreciative yet respectful, travelled from her wrapped gown to her low strappy sandals. As Leslie looked her over his mind

Ted sat in his parked car, the faint glow of the bar's neon lights casting a subdued ambiance around him. He stared at the entrance of the bar, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and regret. The idea of drowning his thoughts in alcohol tempted him, but he hesitated. Just as he was about to make a decision, his phone vibrated, startling him slightly. It was Vivian calling.As he answered the call and agreed to meet her, a heavy sense of introspection settled over him. He felt a surge of frustration and self-criticism. "Stupid," he muttered under his breath, the word dripping with self-derision. He felt like he had let an important part of his life slip through his fingers.With a sigh, Ted turned the key in the ignition, starting his car's engine. The quiet rumble of the engine seemed to echo his own inner turmoil. He pulled away from the bar, the neon lights fading in his rearview mirror. The drive to Vivian's house was filled with the rhythmic hum of the road, a backdrop to his co

Veronica's heart raced as she continued to bleed, fear gripping her tightly. The nurse, recognizing the severity of the situation, didn't waste any time. She quickly called for a doctor, her voice laced with urgency as she explained the critical condition of the patient. Veronica's eyes welled up with tears as she felt her strength wane, the pain in her abdomen intensifying with every passing moment.Within minutes, a team of medical professionals rushed into Veronica's room. They swiftly transferred her to a stretcher, working with precision and efficiency. The urgency in their movements was palpable, a silent testament to the gravity of the situation. As Veronica was wheeled out of the room, she couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment, as if she were watching the events unfold from a distance.The medical team navigated the corridors with a sense of purpose, their expressions serious and determined. Veronica's vision blurred as the pain continued to ravage her, her grip on cons

Vivian's laughter cut through the air, a mixture of disbelief and amusement. She playfully nudged Leslie's shoulder, her expression suggesting that she thought he was pulling her leg. "Leslie, seriously? This isn't the right moment for jokes," she chided, her smile lingering.However, the smile slowly faded from her face as Leslie's calm demeanour made it evident that he was entirely serious. Vivian sank back into her seat, a puzzled look on her face. "You can't be serious," she retorted, a tone of incredulity in her voice. "What you're saying just doesn't add up. We always used condoms, so... this can't be possible," she reasoned, her initial amusement now replaced with a growing sense of bewilderment."It does add up", Leslie stated, "The last time we had sex", Leslie said in a low voice, "The condom broke". The room went suddenly silent, it was as though the words that came out of Leslie's mouth had sucked all the life from the room. "Leslie's voice remained steady, his words hangi

Pamela's immediate reaction was one of astonishment. "What did you just say?" she inquired, her voice tinged with disbelief. Vivian opened her mouth to speak but was abruptly interrupted when the door swung open, revealing a young lady. Vivian couldn't help but gasp at the sight of her."Good evening, Ma'am," the young girl greeted Vivian politely, her eyes meeting Vivian's for a moment before she turned her attention to Pamela. "Mom, Dad needs you," she informed her mother."Excuse me," the girl said to Vivian and then retreated into the house.Pamela stood there, staring after the young lady had walked away. The revelation and the unexpected presence of the young lady had clearly caught her off guard, leaving her in a state of perplexity.Vivian observed the young lady retreating into the house, her heart pounding in her chest. As she turned back to face the woman, the woman's demeanour had changed entirely. Her expression was now stern, and she placed her hand on the doorknob."I h