Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

Sarah shook her head continuously, the look in her eyes seemed to reject what she had just thought.

She's pregnant?

That's not possible!

After deciding to have sex with Michael, she immediately went to the doctor in the OBGYN department to have an IUD inserted to prevent what she feared, getting pregnant.

So how could she possibly be pregnant?

However, deep inside Sarah began to realize that she was experiencing signs of pregnancy.

Her slightly bulged stomach, her tiredness easily, her late period, and… morning sickness.

It made her face look pale and cold sweat started to run down her back and hands.

"I… I have to check it out," Sarah said, trying to think logically and not panic.

She chose to use the IUD because it was 99% more effective than the pill which was 91% effective.

Well… both are actually equally effective, but Sarah really wants to prevent that from happening.

So she opted for the IUD, even though she had to have some pain and cramps, it was totally fine. As long as it can prevent pregnancy.

However… don't say that she belongs to the one percent group! The fucking one percent!

Sarah then took her clothes that were still in the bathroom and put them on. She then hurriedly got out of the bathroom.

Her steps stopped when she saw Steve who was still fast asleep on the bed.

If she's really pregnant… how will her relationship with that man be?

Sarah immediately shook her head. This is not the time to think about that!

This is still speculation and has not actually happened!

Don't jinx it!

Sarah then rushed out of Steve's apartment without saying anything, or waking the man up.

Right now there was something more important she had to do!

***

Sarah's eyes were closed tightly, her heart was beating very fast, her hands were starting to feel cold.

She just bought a pregnancy test and used it in her apartment, where she lived before Michael came back into her life.

"One line... one line... please, one line..." Sarah muttered, still not daring to see the result.

Maybe as she thought, she was experiencing nausea because of the crab she ate.

About her stomach… it was because she often ate good food when she was with Michael, so it is just belly fat.

Then about her getting tired easily… It was because of her heavy work.

When it comes to her period, she has recently become stressed because of her situation, that must be the cause!

"Right, this is all just a coincidence. I can't possibly be pregnant!" Sarah muttered when she could find another plausible reason for her pregnancy symptoms.

She's not pregnant!

Sarah then took a deep breath to calm herself, then slowly opened her eyes to see the results of the pregnancy test she was holding.

Is she really pregnant or not?

Sarah's heart seemed to stop beating when she saw the two red lines shown on the pregnancy test. Her hand, which was holding it, shook so violently that it slipped out of her grasp.

She's pregnant!

"Why?"

Suddenly tears flowed down her cheeks.

Why did she have to be pregnant with Michael's child?

Sarah asked that to her ugly bathroom wall.

Well, she only slept with Michael, so the child in her stomach belonged to that bastard.

There's no way it's Steve's!

Although last night's fertilization could have occurred, it would at least take some time for her to feel the symptoms of being pregnant.

So the baby in her stomach belongs to Michael, her ex-husband.

"I wasn't even pregnant when we were married. Why is this happening to me now?" Sarah asked, then began to laugh hollowly.

"Why? Why?! Why is life toying with me like this?! Wasn't it enough when my marriage failed?!" asked Sarah, starting to scream in frustration.

"Even though… I was already prepared to try to start a new relationship, but why… Why did something like this happen to me?" Sarah asked in a low voice followed by tears streaming down her face.

Sarah was silent for a long time in her tiny, ugly bathroom. Sitting on the closet with tears streaming down her face.

After a while, Sarah started to calm down a bit and her brain started to think again.

"This isn't the time to cry," Sarah said and started to wipe her wet cheeks with her tears.

She had to think about what she should do at this point.

"Should I tell Michael?" Sarah muttered under her breath as the idea crossed her mind.

Michael is also responsible for what is happening to her right now.

"Are you crazy? He has a fiancé he is going to marry!" said Sarah who immediately shook her head.

She still owed Michael an explanation, but she didn't want to be involved with him anymore.

"Then what should I do with the baby?" thought Sarah looked frustrated.

She obviously would never tell Michael this, so what was she supposed to do?

Did she have to… give birth to the baby?

"You really are crazy! You want to take care of the baby alone? You can't even take good care of yourself right now!" Sarah cursed as her mind began to think of something crazy.

Economically, Sarah is able to take care of and support a child.

However, she was not ready. She was simply not ready to be a single mother.

"You have Steve!"

Sarah shook her head. She knew Steve's feelings for her, but she wasn't sure that Steve would accept her ex-husband's unborn baby.

If she and Michael had children before, and Steve approached her and interacted with her child, Sarah might consider Steve would not mind if she got another one.

However, the man deserved better.

Steve would probably accept it, or probably not, and whatever the man decided, Sarah was absolutely fine with that.

So right now she couldn't add Steve to the decisions she had to make right now.

"Then… I only have one choice…" Sarah suddenly swallowed as she could only think of the only option to get her out of this situation.

However, a doubtful expression was still clearly visible on her face.

Was this the only option she could have right now? Is there no other choice?

Sarah nodded her head slowly, making up her mind.

It's not an easy decision, but it's the only option.

She had to abort the baby!

***

Michael slowly opened his eyes, the expression on his face was still sleepy, but his left hand was trying to search his bedside, looking for someone.

However, no matter how far his hand stretched out to the side, he couldn't find what he was looking for, leading Michael to finally open his eyes and look to his side.

The empty bed found by Michael's vision.

Michael sighed at that.

"Is she not coming home?" thought Michael, unconsciously missing the person he'd seen more often for the past month.