RUBI
Three weeks later…
I rinsed my mouth and walked back to the bedroom, crawling into the centre of the huge bed, where I’d sat with my knees drawn up to my chest and my face buried in my hands.
I was hurting to much to even cry and I was shaking so badly that my teeth were chattering.
I stare down at the pregnancy test in my shaking hands. This is my third test in two days, just to make sure the results were accurate.
I can’t believe I’m pregnant! God, why now? Why did I have to act so stupid! I should have insisted on using protection.
I don’t even know what to do next or where to turn to. I needed to get out of this situation, as far away from the Ruiz family as possible.
I have been pretending to Alex all this while, as if everything is normal so he wouldn’t suspect anything.
