Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 71

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Ariana’s POV:

I sat on my bed that night, my phone in my hands.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard, typing and deleting messages over and over again.

I had already sent a long apology. An epistle, really.

I told him I was sorry for walking in on him and Mrs. Brown, for misunderstanding him. And for giving Michael or another boy a blow job because I merely felt Jealous of seeing him with Mrs Brown.

I told him I loved him.

And I waited.

But no response came.

The message was delivered. He saw it. But he didn’t reply.

I stared at my phone screen until my vision blurred.

Tears burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

I had made a mistake, but I was going to fix it.

I wasn’t just going to sit here, hoping he would text me back.

No.

I was going to see him.

Tomorrow.

The next morning, I woke up early, got dressed, and headed straight to his house.

My heart was pounding as I knocked on the door.

Silence.

I knocked again.

Nothing.

I called his phone.

Straight to voicemail.

Something didn’t feel right.

I stepped back and walked around the house to the back door. I reached into my bag for the spare key he had given me months ago.

I slid it into the lock and turned it.

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It didn’t budge.

Frowning, I tried again.

Still nothing.

That’s when it hit me.

He had changed the lock.

He didn’t want me to have access anymore.

A lump formed in my throat as I took a step back, staring at the door like it had just betrayed me.

He was really shutting me out.

I wasn’t stupid.

I knew what this meant.

He didn’t want me anymore.

I wrapped my arms around myself, swallowing hard.

So this was it?

Was this really how we were going to end?

I had come all this way to fix things, but he had already made up his mind.

I didn’t go home right away.

I just walked.

I didn’t know where I was going. I just needed to clear my head.

By the time I got back to my room, my body felt numb.

I picked up my phone again, opened our chat, and typed one last message. Took nude pictures to send together.

“I came to see you today. You weren’t home. I guess this is your way of saying goodbye. I just wish you had the courage to say it to my face.”

I pressed send.

And then I deleted his number.

He never replied.

Days turned Into weeks.

At first, I tried to move on.

I told myself I didn’t care.

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I tried going out with friends, distracting myself.

But nothing worked.

I couldn’t eat.

I couldn’t sleep.

I tried to act like everything was fine.

But it wasn’t.

I couldn’t do anything properly. I felt tired all the time. And the nausea? It hit me at the worst moments.

At first, I thought it was just stress.

Then I realized I hadn’t gotten my period.

The idea crept into my mind slowly, like a whisper I didn’t want to hear.

But I couldn’t ignore it.

Not when the sickness got worse.

Not when I found myself avoiding certain smells because they made me want to throw up.

And then, everything changed at dinner.

Mom had invited her new boyfriend over.

She introduced him as Daniel, a colleague from work.

He was nice enough. Polite. Asked me about school, my future plans, my interests.

I barely had the energy to answer.

I must have looked off because he suddenly frowned.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I’m fine,” I lied.

Then, right there, in front of him and my mother, I felt my stomach twist.

My mouth filled with saliva.

Panic hit me.

I pushed back my chair and ran to the bathroom, barely making it before I vomited.

When I came back out, Daniel and my mother were looking at me like I was a ghost.

“You’re pale,” Daniel said.

My mother stood up. “We’re going to the hospital.”

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“Mom, it’s not that-”

“I said now, Ariana.”

There was no arguing with her.

Within minutes, we were in the car, heading to the nearest hospital.

They ran tests.

I sat there, my fingers gripping the edges of the hospital bed, waiting for the results.

I already knew what they would say.

I just wasn’t ready to hear it.

The doctor walked in with a clipboard, his expression unreadable and blank.

He looked at me, then at my mother.

“Miss Ariana,” he started, “congratulations. You’re pregnant.”

The words felt like a slap.

Even though I had expected it, hearing it out loud made it real.

My mother gasped. “What?”

The room spun.

I swallowed hard.

This wasn’t happening.

This couldn’t be happening.

But it was.

I was pregnant.

And the father? The man who had shut me out, changed his locks, and ignored every message I sent?

Richard.

It was a silent ride home

Daniel drove us home.

The silence was heavy.

He didn’t say anything.

Neither did my mom.

I didn’t even look at her.

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I knew the storm was coming.

I just wasn’t ready for it.

When we got home, Daniel gave my mother’s hand a squeeze. “I’ll leave you two to talk.”

She nodded stiffly.

The moment the door shut behind him, she turned to me.

“You’re pregnant?”

Her voice was sharp, cutting through the quiet house.

I said nothing.

“Answer me, Ariana!”

Tears filled my eyes. “Yes.”

She took a deep breath, shaking her head. “Who?”

I stared at the floor.

Her voice rose. “Who is the father?”

I couldn’t say it.

She stepped closer. “Ariana-”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Oh, you don’t want to talk about it?” she repeated, laughing bitterly. “My ninteen–year–old daughter is pregnant, and she doesn’t want to talk about it?”

I stayed silent, biting my lip to keep from sobbing.

“Was it a boy from school?” she demanded. “Or some random man? Did he force you? Did he leave you?”

She had no idea how close she was to the truth.

But I couldn’t tell her.

She wouldn’t understand.

Her voice trembled. “I have worked so hard for you, Ariana. I gave up everything for you! And this–this is what you do?”

Something inside me snapped.

I lifted my head and glared at her.

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