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epared to marry the woman I thought I loved. But my heart was heavy with doubt a

d in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder what I should do. I had asked h

he big day, my phone rang. I hesitated for a moment be

eard you're getting married,' a familiar voi

s on the other end of the line. 'How did you

heard footsteps approaching. It was my mom. 'Son, what's wrong? You should be dresse

her the truth. 'I have

to get up and get dressed. Your fa

slowly got up and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower. But just as

y side. My mother's face was etched with worry. "Son, I almost lost you to

r. Bartholomew," he said, stepping away to take the call. Thir

r. "I think we should proceed with the ceremony here," my father suggested. Bene

he wedding?" But my father's anger was swift

mother, who was holding it, tried to silence it, but the caller

now you're engaged now, but I'm carrying your baby.

my mind reeled. "Doctor! Doctor!" I cried ou

hed into my mind like a ray of sunshine. We had been inseparable since secondary school, sharing every secret, laughter, and tear

on a bench overlooking the university lake, watching the sunset paint the sky with hues

" I said, my voice trembling with emotion. "I love you, Ro

She looked at me with a mixture of sadness a

e said, her voice ba

d in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. I couldn't understand why she would

I asked, trying to k

love the idea of loving me. You love the comfort and security of bein

I had been living in a bubble, blinded by my own emotions and desires. I didn

own feelings and motivations, and eventually, I found myself entangled in a compli