"Well, I don't love you. I never loved you, Tessa."

"You don't mean that., I said. It came out as a whisper. "I fucking meant it. Sign the papers and fucking leave my house." He gritted out.

The glare he gave me scared me a lot. With a shaky hand, and took the pen, hoping he would stop me from actually signing the paper.

My hand moved on the paper, creating my signature. That was it? Were we no longer together?

I can't stay here anymore, no. I couldn't, and I rushed upstairs to the room I was sharing with him, packing my stuff together.

More tears flew down my eyes, and soon I was done packing. I went out of the room, and I noticed a smirking Sara behind a door.

I still can't believe she had done this. I looked away from her and walked out.

What was I going to do?

I have no family, yes, my parents are alive, but the last time I saw them was when I was 6-10 years old.

My dad was an abusive man, and he abused my mother and me. After some time, he left, and we never heard from him again, though some of our friends said he was dating a very rich woman.

My dad had left when I was six years old, and my mom left when I was ten, and from what I had heard, she, too, had run to her lover.

The day she left, I was home alone for a day until my aunt came and took me to her house. It turned out my mom had pleaded with her to take care of me. But taking care of me was something far from what she did. I became a slave to my aunt.

I couldn't go to my aunt. She won't accept me back. How could I have been so foolish? So blinded.

I got outside the house, and taking a glance at it, I walked away. I had to look for a place to stay.

Where? I have no clue, and I could book a hotel room... I sighed frustratingly before stopping a cab.

"Nearest hotel, please., I said, entering the cab. After driving for 10 mins, the cab stopped. I got out and gave him his money.

I walked into the hotel. "How much for a night?" I asked the bartender.

"250 dollars, ma'am." She replied. Oh god. Where else could I go this night? It was late, and it looked like it was going to rain. A cold breeze swept through the hotel. I shivered as the cold breeze touched my skin. The amount was much, but hotels around here are pretty expensive.

Suddenly it started raining. Could it get any worst? The place started to get crowded.

I should book a room before all the rooms are taken. "Here., I said, handing over to her my credit card.

After slotting it, I typed my pin, and she gave me back the card. "Sorry, ma'am, it's my job to see you to your room, but there are lots of people here, and they need to be attended to, but here is a map to your room. It's on the 5th floor."

"It's okay, thank you., I said, taking the map from her. I dragged my luggage with me and walked to the elevator.

Entering it, it moved immediately. It moved for five minutes and stopped. Am I on the 5th floor now? It felt like I have been in here forever.

I looked at the little button which said 3rd floor. What the hell?

A man walked in. His heavenly smell filled the elevator. Jesus.

He is sinfully handsome. Don't know if he's even real. Of course, he's real!

I gulped, looking away from him. He didn't even seem to notice me. After 4mins, the elevator stopped. Thank goodness.

When it opened, there were four men in suits bowing down. At who? Me?

Oh, they were bowing at this sinfully- gorgeously- handsome- sexy man. Do you have to the point that out? Who wouldn't? "Boss." One of them said. He walked out, going in the other direction, and the men in suits followed behind him.

I don't know why, but I forgot all my problems for the 5 minutes I took that ride with him.

The elevator moved again. I was on the fifth floor! Oh god. It was moving towards the sixth floor!

How big was this building?!

After 2 minutes, it stopped. I sighed and walked out, and I had to find an elevator ride back to the fifth floor.

"Ha!" Someone shocked me, making me scream. My body shook, and I held my chest before looking at the guy who did it.

He was a handsome guy who wore casual clothing. He smiled, showing his adorable dimples. He was so handsome. Not as handsome as that guy in the elevator, though.

This isn't what I should be thinking, and I just got divorced!

But seriously? Was I comparing strangers now? "Hey, I'm Jake; nice to meet you." He said after I calmed down.

"I'm Tessa... Nice to meet you too." I replied.

"What's a beautiful damsel like you doing here all alone." He said, and I blushed.

"I was going to the fifth floor, and I might have stayed in the elevator a bit longer and..." I said, and he laughed. I don't know why, but I laughed along with him.

"You're so pretty." Oh god. He wasn't helping, and my face was getting redder.

"Thank you, do you know the way back to the fifth floor?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's this way." He said, pointing to an elevator door. "Thank you," I replied.

I walked to the elevator, but there was suddenly red light. "Elevators have been shut down due to the heavy storm; we hop-" a lady's voice said. The other words didn't pass through my ears.

What? What? My eyes widened. What am I going to do? I could have been in my hotel room, on my bed, crying into my pillow if I wasn't so distracted by some stranger. "There's a staircase we could use." He said behind me. Thank god!

"Oh, there is? That's a relief." I said, and he chuckled, but there was a hint of surprise on his face as if he was surprised that I didn't know there was supposed to be a staircase.

"Come with me." He walked forward, and I followed behind him. We got to a staircase. A long staircase, if that's the only way down, I have to use it.

Ugh, how was I going to drag my luggage down this staircase? There was so much work. It felt like I could collapse at any given moment. My body was weak.

We walked down slowly, and it felt like I was going to fall.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied. Okay, I was not okay. My legs were giving up. After walking for what seemed to be like forever, Jake halted.

For a moment, I thought we had reached, "are you sure? You don't look okay."

"I'm perfectly fine-" he cuts me off when he came in front of me and bent down. "Hop in." He said.

He was going to give me a piggyback ride!

"You don't have to..."

"It's okay." He said firmly. I sighed. If I wasn't so tired, I wouldn't have. I hesitantly climbed on his back. He took my luggage and held it with his free has as he used one arm to hold me, and he started climbing down again.

After what seems like hours, we finally reach the 5th floor, and this hotel must be huge.

Coming off his back, I blushed, looking away. "Thank you."

"No problem, you seem new here. Do you know the way to your room?"

"I'm new, but it would be easy to find it, seeing I'm already on the floor."

"I guess this is a good night here, in case you want to contact me... If you have any problem, you could always reach out to me." He said, giving me a contact card.

I took it from him before saying another thank you. I walked away to find my room.

Room 16c

After searching for it for a couple of minutes, I got there. I entered the room, and it was a comfortable room.

I sighed. All I wanted at that moment was to clear my head. I flopped myself on the bed.

Third Person's POV:

Tessa tossed around the bed, she could not sleep, and tears streamed down her eyes. She prayed to wake up and see that it was all a dream. To wake up beside Carson and see him looking at her with his caring eyes like he has always done.

Things didn't turn out well for her. She cried for what had happened, and she cried for Carson. Cries escaped her lips.

She felt sick and had thrown up a couple of times. She remembered her aunt, and she knew she would eventually go to her.

After all, she has no place to go. If she stayed in the hotel room for a week, she'd be stranded, speaking of money for her to eat and to take care of herself.

She had never thought she would ever regret going to Carson. She thought love conquered it all.

Was she wrong?

The weather wasn't helping either. It was so cold that she clutched the duvet closer to herself.

Tessa's POV:

I woke with a huge headache, and it felt like someone had hit my head with a metal.

I groaned, standing up from the bed. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take my bath.

If I had to go to my aunt's place, I had to leave early, and it is pretty far from here. Sigh.

After I was done, I got ready, throwing my clothes on me. I took bags and walked out, but not before checking if I had forgotten anything.

I walked to the elevator, I pressed open, it opened, and I walked in. It was about to close, but then it opened again.

A man walked in. That sinfully handsome man, again.

I gulped, looking away. Even his aura is scary. He was in a suit. It looks really expensive.

Did he notice me? He didn't seem to, and he didn't glance once at me.

I maintained my place in the elevator. Soon it dinged and stopped. Oh, thank god!

I walked out quickly, going to the exit. Immediately I was out, and I called a cab.

I was in front of my aunt's house. Should I just go back? Go. If you want to suffer.

God, please save me. I inhaled and exhaled a couple of times before going to the door. I knocked on it.

The house hasn't changed a bit. After a couple of minutes, the door opened, revealing my aunt.

A huge scowl formed on her face. "You! What are you doing here?! I told you not to come back here! He's dumped you already?" She screamed at me. I just looked at the floor, my eyes blurry with tears.

"Answer me!" She shouted when she noticed I wasn't answering her. Were those tears forming in her eyes?

"Yes."

"Ugh! I knew it! He's of no good, and what are you doing here?"

She asked me. How was I going to answer such a question? Why was I back?

I looked around my old room, and it hadn't changed a bit. I dropped my bags on the table next to me.

I was so tired. I sat on the bed, more tears spilling out of my eyes. I didn't know when I had fallen asleep.

"Are you sleeping?! Don't think I'd let you stay in this house without you working for me! Go and work, and the house needs to be clean. I have guests coming." Aunt snarled at me. I quickly stood up from the bed.

"I'm sorry," I said. She just glared at me and gestured the way I should take it. I sighed, walking out of my room.

I cleaned the whole house. Everywhere. Even outside the house.

I was unusually tired lately and started throwing up. What is wrong with me?

I took my phone, went on google, and typed my symptoms.

The first thing that popped up was pregnancy, and I can't be pregnant. But, there's a chance that I could be...

I had to go buy a pregnancy kit.

My eyes widened at the kit in my hand. I was pregnant! Oh god, what do I do? "The guests are here! Go meet them." My aunt said. I quickly hid the kit, holding my hand to m back.

Why do I have to meet them though

"Okay," I replied.

"Wait. Put on something nicer." She said, walking out of the room.

I wore a pink gown, not bothering to check how it looked. I know I look like a mess. Whatever guests she has, I don't know them.

I sighed, walking out of the room. I mobbed to the sitting only to see aunt smiling widely at two men standing in front of her.

"Of course! She would love to go now! Cara!" She called, beaming. Cara is her only child and daughter, and she is a year older than me.

Cara waltzed in, and her face was heavily stashed with makeup. I'm, I'm not surprised.

"And there's my niece, Tessa. She's just like a daughter to me." She motioned for me to come closer.

Just like a daughter to me, my butt.

I walked closer, I don't know why, but I already hated the two men in front of me.

"Let's sit down."

I sat down on the seat next to Cara, and I noticed the side glare she was giving me; she had never liked me.

The rest was a blur. Seriously, I wasn't even listening, and my mind was on so many different things.

I felt someone's eyes on me. Looking to the opposite side was one of those men. Why was he looking at me? Is there something on my face?

I quickly looked away from him, and when I earned a glare from an aunt, what was this all about?

They talked a bit more. Besides me was a blushing Cara. I shook my head, sighing, and let this be over.

It was finally over, and those men left. I went to my room and closed the door behind me, and I went to where I had placed the pregnancy kit.

I can't believe there is an actual human growing inside of me, and it feels so unreal. My room door suddenly opened, revealing my aunt.

"I need to talk to you." Was the first thing aunt said immediately thereafter entering the room.

"Okay," I replied.

She smiled at me. Weird. "Here, sit down." She motioned for me to sit down on the bed, I sat down, and she sat down with me.

Her smile got wider. "I had always known you'd bring nothing but good luck." She said.

Okay, this is weird. She had always called me bad luck. What was she talking about?

"W-what do you mean?" I asked curiously. "You see those men? The one who came earlier? Well, the one who was staring at you, he's interested in you. I told him that you're single." She asked, where was she going with this?

"What do you mean by that?" I asked again. "He's interested in you, and he would love to make you his wife, isn't that great news?" She said, giggling.

Why would he be interested in me? I barely know him, and neither does he. He barely knows me, and he would love to make me his wife. It sounds stupid.

Was she being serious? "I am not interested," I said, and she gave me a deadly glare.

"I'm doing something great for you right now, you should be grateful, and you're going to get married to him. You have no say in this, and you live under me. You are my responsibility." She scolded. Okay, this was insane. She was insane.

"Are you being serious right now? I'm not getting married." I said, standing up. She was doing this for money.

She has always been obsessed with money, and she could even sell her right now, but not limited to a child, for money.

"Listen to me, young lady, you're going to get married to him. If not, leave my house! And I assure you, you're going to suffer out there. I'm doing this for your good." She snarled, getting up from the bed.

For your own good? She was doing this for her benefit, and if I have to leave this house, I'm so not getting married ever again.

"I am leaving," I said, going to where my bag was; why did I even come here in the first place? Because I don't have any place to stay...? "are you kidding me? I told you! You're going to suffer out there!" She shrieked.

What's up with eating? I ignored her, packing my stuff. I know I'm going to suffer out there, but it's better.

Nope, it's not.

Pushing the thought out of my mind and walking out of the room. "You're so stubborn, just do what I say, and your life will be great." She said.

Great? More like hell.

Going out of the house, I didn't glance back, but I could hear her shouting. Where would I go? Why can't my life be normal? I'm the with child.

Oh god, could it get anymore worst? Thrashing my hair and arranging it back, I walked off.

~

After walking for what seemed like hours, I got tired. I walked towards the left side of the road, bending down, and I cried.

The world sure hate hates me. I cried for what seemed to seem like hours. Well, it was hours. I looked at my phone. 4 pm?? Drops of water hit me.

It was going to rain. I looked up at the sky, and just then, the rain started. I stood up and ran to the nearest building.

I tried to enter, but the door was closed. I'm sure it's not a house. At least it does not look like one.

The door opened, revealing two bulky in. I gulped. They looked so scary.

Aye, aye, young lady, you got a card?" One said, card? What were they talking about? "Card?"

"Oh, it's a beautiful young lady. Oh, just let her in! Look at the storm coming!" A lady said, smiling. She looks nice.

"Please come in, dear." The lady said, taking me by the hand and leading me in.

Inside was so warm. There were lots of people, girls with almost nothing on.

Everyone looks expensive. What did I get myself into? I gulped again.

"It's okay dear. Loosen yourself. You're fine!" She screamed over The loud music, and I managed to nod.

"Come with me," she said. Should I go wither? I mean, I'm still scared standing here alone.

I followed her, and we stopped at a place, "I think she'd be great tonight." She told a man, the man wore a suit.

Was she talking about me?

The man surveyed me with his eyes, and I felt highly uncomfortable. He smirked. "Yeah, she looks tasty." He said, making me gasp.

I looked at the lady. "Oh, don't worry, it's not what you're thinking, and oh dear, you look so tired. Come, I can offer you a room tonight." She said it felt sincere.

"Okay," I said and trailed behind her. We walked till we reached a door, "here is it! Go have your bath and relax, dear. Here is the key." She said, handling a bunch of keys, and left.

Oh, thank god! I opened the door and entered, and I locked the door with the key room was nice and dimmed and Lighted. Should I have my bath? I mean, I'm really dirty right now.

I went to the bathroom and quickly took a bath and threw on some clothes to were going out.

I saw a man, well, that man of earlier. "Awe, I was expecting you to come out only with a towel."

How did he get in here?