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I wasn't so lonely anymore. I'm not sure I should tell you this, but the sex was okay, although it pales in comparison to our night in London. The point is, I felt wanted. He wanted what was best for me and worked so we could have a future together as a family.
Unlike Dad, Jason let me handle my part in making ends meet. I became a travel nurse and everything was going uphill for a bit.
Then it happened. I became pregnant.
"I'm pregnant Jason," I announced to him while beaming with joy.
When he heard the news, I could have sworn that I saw a look of disappointment on his face and fear, but it switched to a smile.
"Are you keeping it?" he asked.
I was surprised at his question, but I maintained my smile. I just assumed he thought I still wasn't ready for a baby.
"Of course I am," I said. "We've been talking about having kids."
"When we're married," he reminded me and held my hand. "I'm still not ready, financially, for a wedding. Are you okay with giving birth before we get married?"
"Well…" I thought about it. "I didn't plan to give birth first before marriage."
Again, I was sure I mistook it but there was a look of relief on his face.
"I hear a but," he chuckled nervously.
Maybe he was worried about me waiting for the marriage to actually happen?
"I don't mind waiting," I said with a warm smile. "This is our first kid. I want us to enjoy this. Marriage can wait. I can wait. You'll be able to pull through."
"You're something else, Olivia," he said with a smile that made my doubts vanish instantly.
"You love me that way," I teased.
"I do, don't I?" he said and hugged me.
I was worried. I don't know why, but I was. The next day, Jason didn't come. It was normal, although he'd text me if he was unable to visit. I let it be because I was busy with work and all.
The second day passed, and the third, and then came the fourth. Not a single word from Jason. I didn't know a lot of his friends. Just like me, he hardly made friends. I'd never heard him call or take calls from anyone else while he was with me.
He worked remotely from his apartment. went there and the house was empty. From what the owners said, he had left two days after I had told him about the pregnancy. To think he had probably planned for this to happen.
I started to wonder if I had done or said something wrong. Was it because of the baby?
It definitely was. But why would he leave? If he didn't want the child he could have said so.
Maybe he already knew that I would refuse getting rid of the baby. I mean come on, this is a child and something we were eventually going to have together. Was I the only one thinking far ahead? It didn't even make sense because he had also talked about it too.
I felt so alone. Honestly, the thought of abortion came to mind. But this was my baby, and my first. He or she did nothing wrong. It's not their fault that their mother chose poorly. If I were alone, wouldn't my kid be a perfect companion?
Dad had told me a similar thing as well…that my birth didn't make him feel alone one bit. I wanted to keep the baby. I didn't really have a lot of support from my colleagues at work at first. Most of them smiled, but it was easy to tell pity and disappointment from genuine kindness…until I transferred to Dr William's Hospital and found new support there.
It was a new family. Balancing work, and pregnancy was no easy task, but I was determined to make it work. Throughout the course of nine months, I hoped for Jason to return but was disappointed. When I had my daughter, my joy knew no bounds. She had no semblance to Jason, and I was grateful for that.
She was the sweetest thing I had ever seen and I named her Sophia. The joy was short-lived a few minutes after she was born. After the nurses had done their vital checks, their happy expressions turned to worried ones.
"Olivia, your daughter is healthy but her genotype…. It's SS," Dr. Williams announced to me.
"It can't be possible. Jason is AS, and I am too. I thought the geno pairing would…" I started to find something to give me hope.
"You know it doesn't work that way all the time," she reminded me, her face grim from having to deliver such news to me. "Unfortunately, this is one of the moments where it didn't work out the way you'd expect. You're a medical practitioner, you should know this."
