Love Unspoken

On the ultrasound image, within Quinn's soft uterine cavity, a small, grayish life was faintly taking shape.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

It lay there quietly, unaware of the immense changes it was about to bring to its mother's life.

Abigail said, "You're... pregnant."

As soon as she blurted out, she closed her eyes in frustration, thinking that perhaps having a terminal illness would be a better piece of news for Quinn. Quinn's mind buzzed. Abigail's words struck her like a thunderbolt, leaving her too shocked to react.

After quite a while, she finally got her senses back and signed, still panicking, "Did the doctor make a mistake? I took pills. Besides, we used protection."

Abigail took the test report over and handed it to Quinn. "See for yourself."

Quinn took it and carefully read every word. It stated that she was five weeks pregnant.

It was a little over a month ago.

She pressed her hand against her chest, her heart beating violently. Then she closed her eyes, trying to recall what had happened back then.

It was Alexander's birthday, and they went back to Kennedy Residence. He had a bit too much to drink that night, and they had sex several times, not sleeping until five in the morning.

The next day, she woke up too late and was scolded by Kaitlyn, totally forgetting about taking pills and all that.

She gently stroked her belly, where there was no movement at all, thinking, 'How absurd. Just as I've decided to let Alexander go, I'm pregnant with his baby.

'Fate is playing a joke on me.

'Kids destined to be without a father's love will never be happy.'

Looking at her pale face, Abigail sighed and comforted her, "Chill. It's still early. An abortion won't do you a lot of harm."

As she was about to find a doctor, Quinn grabbed her.

She was stunned. "You... Don't tell me you're keeping the baby."

"No way! Quinn, why should you give birth to the jerk's baby?"

Quinn shook her head and signed, "He won't want it."

Abigail said, "Well then. Get rid of it."

Quinn stiffly moved her fingers. "But I want it."

Puzzled, Abigail asked, "Why?"

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Abigail was silent for a moment, having no idea what to say. Then she sat back down, feeling for Quinn.

She thought, 'Indeed. The baby is Alexander's as well as Quinn's.

'Quinn has no one, and her husband doesn't give a damn about her. Of course, she yearns for a family member of her own.

'She needs love more than anyone. Either she gets loved or loves someone, there's gotta be a person who bears her love.'

Abigail, with her head still wrapped in bandages, looked at Quinn with eyes full of sincere pain and tenderness. She stroked Quinn's cheek and said softly, "Then have the baby. I'll help you raise it if you want." Her words brought tears to Quinn's eyes.

Abigail comforted Quinn, "Don't cry, Quinn, or the baby will be sad, too."

Quinn nodded, determined to divorce Alexander.