She landed a hard slap across my face, making me collapse onto the floor, my hand automatically pushing on the ground to prevent the crash because I didn't want my baby to get hurt.
"You little slut," she boomed, her loud voice echoing inside the entire house, her eyes bloodshot because of her rage. "You fucking whore. What have you done? Did you think that you could just sleep around and get pregnant?"
Tears rolled down my face as I touched my swollen cheek. I turned to her and cried, my lips trembling.
"You're a stupid, useless piece of shit," she hissed, her whole body shaking because of anger. "A baby will not do any good for our future. You're a fucking idiot. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Then maybe we could have done the abortion."
I abruptly shook my head.
"No," I stuttered. "I want to keep my child. This is my body and my child that you're talking about. I want this."
I stared at her with begging eyes, but it seemed to anger her even more.
Morgan pushed me against the wall, gripping my shoulders so tightly that it hurt. I winced in pain.
"You really have nothing in that useless brain of yours, don't you?" she bit out, her voice cold as ice. "If you keep the baby, what about our future? What about the career that I've already prepared for you? You could just kill the child, Cassie."
"No, please, let me keep this child." My tears streamed harder down my face.
Morgan's glare became more piercing the more I tried to argue with her.
"Do you even know the father? I haven’t seen you talk to any man these past few months." She snickered. "He must have wanted you to get rid of it too. Am I right?"
I let out a soft cry. "No, I know him," I whispered. "We made a promise."
But Morgan's words cut deep through my heart. Had Luke known about this, would he have hated me too?
Would he ask me to kill this child? That thought made me shudder. Luke wouldn't do something like that, would he?
And so I told Morgan about Luke, leaving out his name because there was no point telling her who he was—I didn't even know his last name.
By the time I finished my story, Morgan could only stare at me in utter disbelief.
"That was the stupidest story that I've ever heard," she spoke through gritted teeth. "Did you really believe him? He's a liar. He just wanted to fuck you. How could you be so stupid?"
I froze. Was I that stupid? I'd been thinking that I was crazy as well.
Had Luke only wanted to use my body and play around with me? But I still remembered how he detached himself from me right after he hugged my almost frozen-to-death naked body.
In fact, I'd been the one who lured him, and he'd kept asking me whether I wanted to sleep with him.
If he'd just wanted a casual fuck, why did he bother to make a vow and gave me a promise ringafterwe fucked and right before he left Hallstatt?
He could’ve just left without doing all of that, and we would never see each other again.
But then, he didn't even tell me his last name.Oh, God.
My heart felt like it was being stabbed from knowing that Morgan's words might be right. But my heart also told me to trust Luke, because what we had couldn't be explained by words.
It was something that only the two of us could feel.
Morgan's gaze darted to the ring on my finger, and disgust crossed her expression.
"Is he the man who gave you that ugly ring? What a fool you are, Cassie."
I swallowed.
"You'll be sorry for keeping that child."
