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It was as though Nick had just been stupefied as he looked back at her with a blank expression on his face.
"You're- what?" he tried to formulate the sentence with great difficulty. His head was starting to spin.
Looking at him, tears started to well up in Hannah's eyes. Unable to say a coherent sentence, she just nodded.
"Hold up," Nick began and an edge of defensiveness began to seep into his words, "What do you mean you are pregnant?"
His questions gave off the impression that he thought that this was some joke and Hannah would burst out laughing any second now- claiming that she managed to get him good.
But there was no laughing and no declaration of this being fake.
“I cannot believe you,” Nick said, now throwing his head back into his hands. “Why did you do this to us?” he questioned her.
“I did not intend for it to happen Nick!” she cried out, “Can’t you see that? I did not want this to happen – any of this,” at this point, she was dead-on sobbing.
“What does that change?” Nick fired back equally as accusingly, “You are still carrying some strange man’s child.”
“I made a mistake!” she repeated yet again.
“You might as well have destroyed our entire relationship,” Nick muttered and then groaned, “I cannot believe you! And all this time, I was feeling guilty about Sam even though you were the one going behind my back!” he shot at her.
Hannah did not have anything to say in response- she knew that he was right about this part and the realization of it felt as though a dagger had cut her open.
“You threw away our entire relationship,” Nick said shaking his head now, “And for what? A wild night and a bastard baby?”
This nearly broke her, “Don’t say that Nick!” she begged, “We have not thrown anything away. We can still make this work just as we always have,” she said.
“How are we meant to make this work?” Nick told her in a tone that was both accusing and understanding.
She had never seen Nick this upset over anything. Usually, they always settled their arguments by talking it out but this time, it seemed like there was no talking it out as none of them saw any solution in sight. Perhaps this situation was impossible to recover from.
Hannah brace herself and took a long breath, “Nick,” she said, “Please tell me this – I do not care about anything else and no one else but I need to know this one thing,” she told him.
Nick looked up back at her but did not say anything.
“Nick,” she kept repeated his name as though it provided a delay in saying the word she was about to say next. Truth was, she was petrified of uttering them out loud because she was scared that she might hear an answer she cannot handle.
“Nick,” she said again, “Tell me – if we can still be together after this,” she finally said the words and it felt as though she had swallowed broken shards of glass whilst uttering them.
A heavy silence fell upon the air around them where there was just the sound of their breathing and not much else. She was scared to look up at him and he did not know what to expect when he saw her face when his mind and heart was giving him so many different signals.
Finally, he broke the silence and it felt as though it had been going on for the past years and not just a few seconds.
He cleared his throat, “Hannah,” he said, sounding pained as though even saying her name hurt, “I am going back. This honeymoon is over.”
And then he stormed out the door.
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Hannah had been left alone in that hotel room after Nick had made his departure. She did not know whether to stay or leave – she knew Nick had gone back home on the plane without her.
Nick had not answered her question as he left and that gave her the smallest glimmer of hope that perhaps there was still some light at the end of the tunnel for them after all. But it was only a small one as she thought about going back home. The shame and the guilt weighed her down – she would not know what to say to her friends or her family but most of all, she would not know what to say to herself.
But eventually, Hannah knew she had to dust off her knees and get up off from the floor and stop making a damn victim of herself. She had done the deed and now she had to face the consequences – even if it had not been her intention.
Finally, after one whole day of Nick’s departure, Hannah gathered up enough strength to go out and catch a plane for her own self. She had to go back home and face the music.
Hannah did not know what she was expecting as she walked in her apartment – perhaps her old comfort of Nick being there and him wrapping his arms around her to tell her how much he loves her – as he always did.
