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.

"Where is that bastard daughter that calls herself mine? Where's that daughter that wants to destroy my legacy?" He shouted angrily while Sofia, Rose's mother tried to calm him down.

Rose was also there with Jackson. She was still holding unto him like she left him for a minute, he would disappear.

Rose's eyes met with Rosalie's and she smiled evilly at her while Rosalie just scoffed angrily at her and her mother's pretense.

When he noticed that Rosalie had returned, he rushed towards her and gave her a resounding slap.

She gasped in pain and held the affected cheek. She stared at the father who had always adored her when her mother was still alive and asked with pain throbbing in her heart;

"Dad, why did you ......."

"Oh shut up." He said cutting her off.

"I have never been your father because if I was, you wouldn't try to ruin my name like you did." He said.

"What do you mean by that dad? How did I ever try to ruin your name?" She asked.

"You're pregnant right?" He asked releasing the bombshell.

Rosalie scoffed and stared at Rose which made her to grin wider.

"Did Rose tell you that?" She asked instead.

"I asked you a question young lady and I expect you to give me a straight answer." He said.

"Yes. I am pregnant. I'm two months gone.

"Okay then. Who's the father of the baby?" He asked calmly.

"I don't know." Rosalie answered truthfully.

Robert stared at her in shock and anger.

"After all the years and resources I have wasted in making you this fine young lady that you're, is this how you'll repay me??" He asked angrily but Rosalie just remained silent.

"I fed you, clothe you and even took you to the best schools that girls your age would just wish to attend but this is all you have to show for it?? A bastard in your womb with an imaginary father." He said.

"My baby isn't a bastard. Rose got pregnant out of wedlock too but I didn't hear you ranting the way you're doing now. I'm your own blood daughter. Why can't you respect and love me the way you do to her? " Rosalie said with tears brimming at her eyes.

"Young lady, don't drag my daughter's name into your mess." Sofia warned.

"Yes, she got pregnant but we all know who the father is but no one knows your baby's father. We don't know if he's still alive now or dead. Or whether he's a rich man or a poor person. No one knows and now, you dare compare yourself to Rose?? You know what, let's go back to the hospital so we can remove that bastard in your belly. I can't have a bastard lurking in my home." He said charging towards her.

She was able to dodge him and said angrily;

"My baby is not a bastard, the real bastard here is Rose from that wife of yours and I'll never abort this baby. I will give birth to it because it's my flesh and blood."

Her statement made Rose and her mother's face turn sour.

"How dare you call my daughter a bastard." Sofia said charging towards her but was stopped by Robert.

"Is that not what she is? If you and your bastard of a daughter didn't barge into our lives, my mother would have still be alive and my life would have been better. I wouldn't have been miserable in my own father's house." She said angrily.

Sofia stared at her in shock and turned to face Robert.

"You heard what you daughter just called me and my daughter. It seems like me and my daughter aren't welcome in this house anymore. Why don't we just leave." She said shedding crocodile tears.

"You are not going anywhere. Rosalie, apologize to your mother right now!!" He commanded.

"Why should I apologize for telling the truth? It's obvious they came here with the purpose of wrecking our family. If you hadn't cheated on mom with your mistress, all these wouldn't be happening right now so don't blame it on me. You ruined your legacy yourself." Rosalie said angrily.

"I'm your father so don't talk to me that way." He said.

"When last did you act like my father? If you want me to treat you as such, you should acknowledge me as your daughter too.

"Shut up." Robert said hitting her again.

"Since you don't want to get rid of that bastard, then leave my house. Pack all your things, leave and never come back." He said angrily.

"Okay, I will leave here. It's not like there's anything left for me in this house again." She said still massaging her hurting cheek.

She walked into the house brushing past a happy looking Rose and quiet Jackson. She packed the things her father hadn't thrown out yet and that included the money the stranger had left for her.

She stared at the untouched money.

"I guess I'll have to use you to sustain for a while." She thought.

The money was more than enough to keep her and her baby for one year.

She also took her credit cards and one of her mother's portrait. She stared at the rest of her mother's belongings sadly.

"I'll come back for you when I'm stable enough." She thought.

She took stared at them for a while before leaving the house. She arranged her suitcases that were scattered on the floor and walked away without looking back.