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I felt the weight of my own naivety and recklessness pressing down on me. The one time I let my guard down, the one time I gave in to temptation, and it led to this—an unplanned pregnancy. I couldn’t help but feel like the universe was playing a cruel joke on me, reminding me just how unlucky I truly was.

As I choked back tears, I could feel Charlotte’s concern through the phone. “Audrey, it’s going to be okay,” she reassured me. “We’ll figure this out together.”

But in that moment, all I could think about was how my life had taken an unexpected turn. The anxiety attack had shaken me to my core, leaving me feeling vulnerable and broken. I couldn’t see past the fear and uncertainty that now clouded my future.

“I need some time alone,” I said, my voice cracking. “I’ll call you later.”

With that, I ended the call and allowed myself to break down in tears. I cried not just for the pregnancy, but for the overwhelming burden of anxiety that had gripped me. The weight of it all was unbearable, and I knew I had to find a way to face my fears and navigate this unexpected journey with strength and resilience.

But for now, I allowed myself to cry, to release the pent-up emotions that had been building inside me.

After an entire day spent in tears, I shuffled to my feet and groggily made my way to my room. I hadn’t had sex with any other person before and after Ivan, so I was certain he was the father.

I wonder what he will say,a thought formed.Maybe if I just tell him, he might help me, might offer his support.I was banking on the connection we had made that night, hoping that he would regard me kindly. I couldn’t handle a child, not on my own. To begin with, I didn’t exactly know what it meant to be a good parent since I’d never had one. I needed him, and the child needed a father.

If I could just find and get to him, everything would be solved.The naive thought resonated in my head. It filled my heart with a faint sense of hope.

I was armed with nothing more than his name and the fact that I met him at the Sinner’s Paradise club.

“Hello, Claire,” I phoned her hoping she’d be able to help out.

“Oh, Audrey,” she said from the other side. There was a subdued energy in her voice as she spoke, as though she tried to contain her excitement and curiosity as to why I had called her. “What’s up? How are you doing? Charlotte and I haven’t heardfrom you for a while now and you’ve not been responding to our calls and messa—”

“I’m sorry, Claire. I know I’ve been off lately, but right now, I need a favor,” I interrupted, struggling to conceal the urgency in my voice as I paced around my room, “Can you get me in touch with Akira? You know, Jasmine’s boyfriend?”

“Yeah, I can. What’s wrong though? What do you need him for?” Claire inquired.

“I just need to get some info from him,” I replied tersely.

“Okay... But really Audrey, how are you doing?”

I paused for a while as I tried to find the right words to say. “I’m fine, Claire. Don’t worry, I’ll get through this,” I assured her.

“And what are you going to do about the baby?” She asked delicately.

“I’m still figuring that out, but I’ll be fine. Just text me his number, Claire. Thank you,” I concluded before hanging up. I sank into my bed and let out a deep sigh. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I fought against them. My phone buzzed and I sat up to find the contact of Akira Takeyama.

Thank you, Claire.

I took a deep breath as I dialed the number.Here goes nothing.

“Hello,” he answered softly and deliberately.

“Hello, Akira. It’s Audrey. I’m a friend of Claire’s,” I began the process of introductions and explanations, “We met at—”

“Oh, Audrey. Yeah, I remember you. What can I do for you?” He cut in energetically.

“So… This might be a little odd, but my friend Charlotte told me you know the man I had been with that night. That Ivan guy.”

“Oh, Mr. Ivan Zolotov.”

“Yes!” I said excitedly, the hope in me rising. It’s a start.

“Can you tell me more?” I asked trying not to sound too hopeful.

“Well, like I told your friends, he’s a very powerful public figure and philanthropist with strong ties with the city’s top political figures. His family is wealthy but he’s generally a recluse, often hiding from the public view, except on important occasions. That’s about all I can give you.”

I felt my hope dwindling the more I heard. Everything indicated that he would be very difficult, if not impossible to meet.

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