Chapters 32- Locked In

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Xavier: Thank you. How being pregnant is treating you?

She laughs.

Stacy: Surprisingly, this baby is being good most of the time.

Xavier: Do you know the gender?

I shook my head at him.

Xavier: No wait, keep that a secret. I like surprises.

She laughs again and I could hear hear so slight sniffles.

Stacy: I know the gender but no one else seems interested to know so I keep it to myself. Not one single person ask me the gender.

Fuck! I forgot that the doctor had came and didn't ask.

Xavier: Did you want this baby?

Good question Xavier.

Stacy: I really did because I thought it would be different this time but now I feel like it was just to slow me down or keep me trapped. I can't do any because I'm carrying precious gargo.

Yeah? Fuck me.

Xavier: Don't worry about it Stacy. You will have baby soon.

Stacy: Xavier?

He looks at me and signal for him to continue.

Xavier: Yes, Stacy.

Stacy: I'm sorry for what I did to you. I mean you didn't deserve me pulling you into my mess, I'm really sorry.

Xavier: it's ok, we've all passed that now.

He glanced at me.

Stacy: I don't know if I have to be honest. There was a time when I was pregnant with Paris, just to escape my horrid pains, I would fantasised that she was yours an—

He clears his throat and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Xavier: Stacy, you don't have to dwell on all that.

Stacy: I don't anymore and it wasn't for a long time either. Xavier you were an escape for me and even though it was fucked up, I glad I got to experience it.

Miley had fallen asleep now but Mila was still clinging to me and fighting the sleep.

Xavier: Ok, I understand. I have no hard feelings against you. I wrong was also because you were married and I pushed it.

Saying this because I'm sitting here? Let me control this conversation.

Stacy: At the time I didn't feel like I love my husband anymore....

Xavier: D.... don't say that Stacy.

Why the fuck him nuh leave her make she talk?

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