Perfect Bastard (by Mary D. Sant) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: If It’s with You, I Can

Do This

Chapter 139: If It’s with You, I Can Do This

ELLIE

My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest, and even with

Ethan by my side, holding my hand tightly, I couldn’t stop myself

from trembling.

Taking a deep breath and remembering his words, I finally gathered

the courage to pick up the test from the sink.

I blinked a few times, feeling a little dizzy when I saw the

two small pink lines.

My eyes instantly filled with tears–but not from happiness or

sadness, just pure fear.

Never in my life had I felt as lost as I did in that moment. Suddenly,

everything felt out of my control.

“It’s a yes, isn’t it?” he asked, looking for confirmation.

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Meeting his gaze through my tears, I nodded, feeling another wave

crashing in.

“Hey…” he cupped my face. “It’s going to be okay,” he said, wiping the

tears from under my eyes, trying to calm me. Wrapping his arms

around me, he pulled me into his chest, stroking my hair. “This is a

good thing,” he whispered.

But I just couldn’t stop crying. The idea that there was a new life

inside me was terrifying.

“I know you’re scared, but I’m here,” he murmured, kissing my

temple. “We’ll get through this. As scary as it is, I know we can do

this,” he said, as if just letting his thoughts come out. “Come on

now.” Taking the test from my hand, he left it on the sink and led me

back to the bedroom.

Lying down with me, he pulled me close, resting my head against his

chest.

Though softer now, my tears still came. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t

stop them–not with all the questions and doubts tormenting my

mind.

I knew I wasn’t ready to be a mother yet, but even so, would I be able

to do it? My parents were incredible–the best example I could have

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had. This child would have the best grandparents in the world, and

maybe because of that, I stood a chance.

But on the other hand, it felt like a ghost was haunting me. One that

had followed me all my life.

Was there any chance I might turn out like her? Like the woman who

left me without looking back? That thought was terrifying.

I thought I had gotten over it, but maybe I needed to accept that this

ghost would keep coming back to haunt me, in unpredictable ways, at

the most unexpected moments in my life.

All the chaos in my head was making it feel heavy. I just wanted the

thoughts to stop.

“It’s going to be okay,” Ethan whispered, as if he could read my mind.

“Try to sleep, you’ll feel better when you wake up.”

A thunderclap outside woke me up, but the delicious sound of rain

falling made me want to stay in bed, and I refused to open my eyes. At least until I remembered.

Fuck. I’m pregnant.

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I still couldn’t believe it. But at least I felt calmer, and the fear

seemed to have backed off a little.

I think I was terrified at that moment, but now things felt clearer in

my head.

Feeling scared is normal. I didn’t need to feel awful for it–or blame

myself for not crying with joy. That doesn’t make me a horrible

person. But maybe I had been a bit selfish, for focusing only on how I

felt.

The thought made me roll over in bed, only to find his side empty.

Where was he?

Getting up, I checked the bathroom, taking the chance to brush my teeth, then walked out to the living room and found him in the

kitchen.

A warm aroma of eggs and caramelized sugar hung in the air, pulling me straight to the counter, where fresh pancakes were stacked, dripping with caramel sauce. I groaned inwardly, craving them

immediately.

Rounding the counter, I hugged him from behind as he stirred the

eggs in the pan.

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“Good morning,” he murmured back, covering my hands with his and

inhaling deeply, as if he were relaxing.

“I’m sorry about before,” I said, choosing my words carefully in my

head.

Moving to turn off the stove, he made me let go of him.

Setting the spatula aside, he turned to face me.

“Why are you apologizing?” he asked seriously.

“For… breaking down? For crying-”

“No. You don’t have to apologize.”

“I guess I could’ve handled it better–maybe not ruined the moment

by thinking only of myself.”

“Enough. Stop that. You have no reason to feel guilty, okay?” he said

firmly, his hands reaching for my face.

“I just wish I’d reacted more calmly, like you.”

“You think I’m not scared?”

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“It doesn’t seem like it.”

“Then I guess I should be glad you can’t tell,” he said with a faint

smile, his hands moving to my waist.

“You just seem to have accepted the idea better than I did.”

He frowned, seeming to consider my words, then blinked, and his

expression softened again.

“Maybe it’s because the woman of my life–my future wife–is going

to have my child… So how could that be a bad thing?”

Oh my God. His words made me feel even guiltier–and at the same

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