She stared at him happily. Her eyes were watery, it looked like she would burst into tears any moment from now.

"Rosalie, will you marry me?" Her boyfriend asked again when she didn't answer.

"Yes Jackson. I'll marry you." She said. Jackson smiled happily and slid the silver ring into her finger. He stood up from his kneeling position, took her in his arms and twirled her around happily while she giggled in excitement.

"Thank you so much for agreeing to be mine baby. I promise that you won't regret it." He swore.

Applause rang from different people who had watched the blissful moment between the couple. They were in the restaurant of the hotel they lodged in for the night.

"Congratulations sis." Rosalie heard and turned to face her step sister, Rose who was smiling at her. She had accompanied them after persuading her sister that she couldn't stay home alone.

"Thank you very much." She replied beaming from ear to ear.

"I can't believe you'll be getting married before me." Rose said looking sad.

"Me neither. But don't feel downcast, I'm sure you'll find someone who will love and respect you like Jackson does to me." Rosalie said trying to encourage her.

"Maybe. But enough of that. I shouldn't ruin you perfect night with my sob story. Let's have some fun to congratulate you and your fiancée." Rose said dragging Rosalie towards her hotel while Jackson left after saying he had to receive an urgent call.

Rose entered inside her closet and brought out a bottle of champagne from her bag. She took two glass cups from the cabinet and filled the both with the drink.

"Here's a toast to my younger sister who'll soon be getting married. Cheers!" Rose said and clicked her cup with Rosalie's.

"Cheers." Rosalie said and downed the whole content of the cup.

"Have more." Rose urged, filling her cup again

She knew she could hold her liquor, so she didn't mind and drank more. She hadn't finished her second cup when she started to feel dizzy. She looked around but everywhere was blurry. Her eyes were spinning.

"Rose, I need to go to my room. I don't feel good." Rosalie said.

"So soon? Why don't you have another cup of champagne." Rose urged.

"No thank you..... I need to go now." Rosalie said and managed to stand on her feet.

"Okay. I'll walk you there." Rose said and held her steadily, so she won't fall.

She directed Rosalie to a room and led her in. After that, she locked her inside.

Inside, she met Jackson sitting on the bed.

"Jackson" she called.

"I thought you went to receive a call ? What...... are you doing here?" She slurred out drunkenly.

He didn't reply but kept staring at her hungrily. Though her head was spinning, she didn't fail to notice his sweaty face and the bulge in between his pants.

"Jack...." she called but was cut of by his lips on her mouth. She didn't know when he appeared that close to her.

He kissed her hungrily while she returned it twice as hard. She didn't fail to notice that he tasted different, sweeter. But she didn't mind.

He carried her up and laid her on the bed. He tore off her clothes hurriedly and without using foreplay, her plunged into her hard and deep while she whimpered in pain.

Outside the tent, Rose could be seen eavesdropping and smiling mischievously.

|..Around 6:00 am in the morning...

Rosalie's peaceful sleep was disturbed by sounds of people quarrelling outside her room. She held her head in pain when she felt a splitting headache.

She tried to move but couldn't because of the soreness she felt in between her legs. Her body felt very weak. There were also blood stains on her bed.

She smiled when she remembered all that had happened the last night between her and her longtime boyfriend Jackson Hillary.

He had finally proposed to her last night in the presence of her elder sister Rose Tucker.

Rosalie became drunk after taking a little bit of the liquor her sister gave her and she pounced on Jackson, and they had sex all through the night.

She stared around her room and found out it looked unfamiliar. Where was she? She thought.

"I'm so sorry Jackson, I didn't mean for this to happen."

" Quiet, do you want Rosalie to hear your voice? Let's just forget this ever happened."

Rosalie heard the voiced and decided to go out and check. She put on a new set of clothes she saw in the closet because the old ones were torn off her by Jackson last night. She walked out of the room and went towards the place the voices were coming from. It was her sister's room.

She saw her sister lying on the bed naked with sex fluids all over her and a naked Jackson. He had claw like marks on his back. She immediately knew what had transpired between them and she gasped in shock.

Their heads turned towards her and Jackson put on his clothes immediately. He came out of the room and stared at Rosalie looking remorseful.

"I'm so sorry Rosalie, I didn't know what I was doing. I thought it was you I had sex with last night. Please forgive me." Jackson pleaded.

"Me too Rosalie. I'm sorry I slept with your fiancée. I didn't know what I was doing. I was drunk." She heard Rose say too but wasn't listening to them.

All that was in her mind was the person she slept with that night if it wasn't her fiancée.

"What is that?" She heard Rose asking.

"What do you mean?" She asked back as she snapped back to reality.

"That mark on your neck." She said.

Rosalie quicky picked her phone and stared at her reflection through it. There, she saw love bites on her neck. Her face was filled with horror.

"So, it wasn't a dream, it's actually real." She thought.

"Who did that to you?" Jackson asked suddenly getting angrily.

"I don't know." Rosalie replied nonchalantly.

"What do you mean you don't know? You had sex with someone and you don't know who it was?" One could tell Jackson was already furious.

"Yes. I thought you were the one I spent the night with just like you did with my sister." She said.

"But don't worry, I'm not upset. I give my blessings to you and my sister and here's your ring." She said removing the ring he gave her the last night when he had proposed and placed it on his hands.

She didn't fail to notice the happy look on her sister's face but she didn't say anything about it.

"Wait, Rosalie. We can fix this. We can make it work. Please don't break up with me." Jackson pleaded, his anger switching back to the remorseful look he initially had on but she ignored him and left for the room she came out from.

"This room must be owned by that stranger." She thought as she stared around.

She didn't have the time to observe the room last night because she was drunk.

The room screamed luxury. Though Jackson was rich, he wasn't that wealthy to own such. There was no trace of the man she had slept with the last night. Just his minty scent.

"This is all your fault." She could hear Jackson telling Rose.

"How is it my fault? You slept with me and now, you must take responsibility. My sister has already given us her blessings." Rose replied.

Rosalie felt a pang of sadness in her heart, how could her own sister say things like that. It sounded like she wasn't remorseful.

Rosalie decided to forget about them. She spotted a wad of notes and a paper on the nightstand. It was obviously from the man she had spent the night with. She picked it up and read it's contents.

"If the money isn't enough, come to Hart Villa district to find me."

She stared at it angrily. Did he actually think she was a prostitute? She took the note and money with her into the room she was supposed to share with her fiancée. She packed all her belongings and left the room ignoring Jackson despite him calling after her.

TWO MONTHS LATER

Rosalie stared at the test results in her hand, sweating profusely.

"It can't be true. It isn't possible. I can't be pregnant all because of one night." She thought.

"It's the truth madam. This is the third time were conducting this test. What more evidence do you need?" The doctor asked impatiently.

She grabbed her hair in frustration and placed her head on her laps.

Ever since that night with that stranger, nothing had been going well with her. Her sister told her parents about all that had transpired between them and as usual, she was scolded and termed a 'slut' by her father and step mother.

Jackson had to marry her sister because she was already pregnant for him. She now two months pregnant and she's expecting their child in the next seven month.

And Rosalie, she lost her job. Now, she's penniless and living like a stranger in her father's home. She was like the black sheep in her family and now, what would they think of her when they find out that she's pregnant?

"Miss Rosalie. I would advice you to stop stressing yourself because you have a human being inside of you. You'll need to eat more balanced diet and exercise regularly. Yoga is advisable for pregnant women like you so that you baby will be heal...."

"There will be no need for that." She suddenly uttered cutting the doctor off.

"What do you mean by that." The doctor asked confused.

"I don't need your advice because I'm going to abort this baby." She uttered.

The doctor stared at her in shock.

"I'll advice you not to do that miss. This is your first child. Can't you discuss it with the baby's father first?" He asked.

At the mention of his name, she suddenly remembered the stranger she had spent the night with and sighed sadly.

The doctor seeing her fallen expression regretted his words.

"I'm so sorry miss." He apologized.

"It's alright. Let's just get on with the abortion. I want to do it today." She said.

"I hope you can rethink your decision miss. It's a life we're talking about here. The life of your child." The doctor said trying to reason with her.

"I've made my decision. I'll get an abortion and that's final." She said adamantly.

The doctor sighed and said;

"Okay. If you say so. I just need you to read and sign this document." He said handing over to her a file and a pen.

She read it's content and placed her signature at the space provided.

"Thank you so much for your time doctor." She said and stood up.

"You're welcome. Just give this document to any nurse you meet with outside my office. He or she will lead you to the operating room. I just hope you won't regret your decision." He said.

"That you for your concern." She said and left the office.

Outside, she saw Rose and Jackson walking towards the office. Jack wrapped his hands carefully around Rose's waist to prevent her from falling while she smiled happily. Anyone that saw them felt envy towards their display of affection towards each other.

Rosalie sighed bitterly in her heart. Just one night changed their lives and she was at the loosing end. She tried to take another route so they wouldn't spot her but it was too late.

"Rosalie." Rose called happily.

She sighed and turned to face them. Jackson was still giving her the look he gave her when she left the hotel that day. He still looked remorseful.

"Fancy meeting you here Rosalie. Why are you at the hospital. Are you sick?" Rose asked feigning concern.

Rosalie stared at her blankly without uttering any response.

"Oh wait. Let me guess myself. It looked like you were coming out of Doctor Anthony's office. That only means that you're pregnant." She said.

Jackson stared at her in shock and pain.

"Is that true Rosalie?" He asked but she ignored him.

"I just asked you a question." He asked again angrily.

"Yes. I'm pregnant. So??" She asked nonchalantly.

"Really Rosalie?? How could you do this to us?" He asked painfully.

"What did I do? I was just a victim like you." She said.

"Really? How come I'm not pregnant?" He asked.

Rosalie stared at him like he had gone crazy.

"You slept with my own sister, impregnated her and got married to her. Now you both are expecting a baby and you still have the conscience to blame me for all that had happened?" She asked angrily.

"Who else is ro blame for you acting like a fucking prostitute." He uttered angrily.

Rose, noticing the tension between them and the people who had gathered around decided to do something.

"Jackson you can't blame my sister for everything. You know we were both at fault too. We betrayed her." She said.

Rosalie scoffed at her pretentious words.

"How come I didn't notice all these earlier?" She thought.

"Don't plead on her behalf because she doesn't deserve it. She doesn't even feel any remorse for all that had happened." Jackson said.

"But you still have to apologize for calling her a prostitute." She said batting her eyelashes at him in a coquettish manner.

Rosalie rolled her eyes and said;

"I don't need your useless apology. Yes, I'll be expecting a baby but unlike yours, he'll be born out of love and not as a scheme to steal someone's man.

She said and left the hospital angrily, forgetting what she had planned to do, leaving behind their shocked and angry faces.

When she was sure that she had gone far away from the hospital, she crouched down on the side walk and started shedding tears that she had been holding.

"How did my life turn to this? What did I ever do wrong to them that they have to treat me this way?" She thought.

Suddenly, she thought about her late mother and cried harder.

"I'm so sorry mom, for disappointing you. I'm so sorry for being a bad daughter. I'm sorry for everything." She said.

"Miss. Are you okay?" She heard someone asking but didn't reply. The person left after bearing the shame of being ignored by her.

She suddenly stood up when remembered something. She ransacked through her bag until she finally found what she was looking for. It was the note the stranger had left for her. She always took it wherever she went.

She stared at the note happily.

"I'm not going to bear this burden alone. He should at least know that I'm carrying his child." She thought.

She boarded a cab and set out to the location written on the note. She got there in no time and came out of the cab. She stared at her surroundings in astonishment. The Villa screamed money.

Though she came from a wealthy family, she had never seen luxury like this before. After gawking for a while, she decided to go meet the stranger.

She pressed the door bell multiple times before the security officer answered her. He opened the door and assessed her for a while and scoffed in annoyance.

"What do you want?" He asked rudely holding a displeased look.

"I'm looking for the owner of this house." She answered timidly.

"Who are you to him? Does he know you of if you were coming?" He asked again.

"No but he asked me to find him here. So I guess he knows I'm coming." She said.

"How?" He asked.

"Here, he gave me this note." She said placing the note on his palm.

He scrutinized it for a while before returning his eyes to her.

"This means nothing. Do you know how many girls have used thus tactic to try and see him? You are not the first lady nor will you be the last so just leave here while I'm being nice." He warned.

"I'm telling you the truth. Why would I lie about something like that?" She asked trying to reason with him.

"And why would boss want to meet someone like you?" He asked back eyeing her from up to down.

She stared down at her body. She knew she didn't look too good but she just couldn't take his insults anymore. She raised her head to glare at him angrily.

"Mister, just because I'm here like thus doesn't mean you have to look down on...."

"What's going on there?" She was cut off by a female voice.

She stared at the person ut came from and couldn't believe her eyes. The woman would be in her mid fifties but she look so young and beautiful. She was richly dressed and didn't look like a worker, more like a goddess.

"What is going on here?" The erderly woman asked again.

"Madam, this lady....." The security officer eyed Rosalie angrily ".... was asking to see the young master but I didn't let her in." He said.

"Why not?" She asked.

"I think she's just one of this ladies that are throwing themselves at the young master." He explained.

"You can't just send away all of his visitors just because of your thoughts towards women. You know what, you away. I'll handle this." She said.

"But madam.."

"Didn't you hear what I had just said?" She asked.

"Okay madam." He said and left.

"Young lady, why are you looking for the young master?" The woman asked Rosalie.

"I have to tell him something very important madam." She replied.

"Which is?" The woman asked again.

"I'm sorry madam, but it's a private matter." Rosalie answered respectfully.

"Okay then. But you're too late. If had come here earlier, you would have been able to see him. He just left for the airport. He has business overseas." She explained.

Rosalie felt like her heart was shattering into pieces at the news.

"Why today of all days?" She thought.

"Do you want me to leave a message for him?" The woman asked.

"Sure. Here's my number." She said and wrote her phone number on a piece of paper. She gave it to the woman

"Please just tell him it's from the girl he met at the hotel two months ago." Rosalie said.

"Uhm... okay. Anything else?"

"No thank you. I'll take my leave." Rosalie said and left.

She boarded a taxi again back to her home. She reached home in no time and went in.

There, she saw all her belongings outside with her father Robert screaming at the top of his lungs.