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Prologue
|¦ Where it all begun ¦|


"Don't forget, I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her"
- Notting Hill

"Don't forget, I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her"- Notting Hill

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The fresh afternoon sunlight beamed at her from her bathroom window. There she stood breathing heavily. In her hand, a pregnancy test she just took, still waiting for the result.

Positive

A tear escaped her eye. Worried because she's only 20 and not ready about what the future is going to bring her. 'Will I be a good mother' thoughts started flooding on her mind as she didn't want her child to end up like her, alone and  abandoned by her biological parents.

"It's okay I know Atty will be happy" she whispered trying to ease herself.

Maybe she would be a good mother. A smile slowly etched to her face at the thought of having a family she dreamed of having.

She then got ready and planed on visiting her boyfriend at his workplace to surprise him with the good news.

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She stepped in inside of his building with her lips curled up to a smile not knowing what was gonna happen. She greeted some of his employees which were also her friends as she used to be an intern in his company.

She was about to knock on his door when her knees seemed to wobble, there she heard grunts and moans coming out on the other side of the door.

Her hold immediately tightened on the door knob trying to take for support on her week body. With all of her strength she opened the door, and in an instance her heart seemed to stop. There he was, her boyfriend sitting in his office chair with a naked blonde bimbo on his lap. They didn't seemed to notice her walking in as they didn't stop sucking each other's face.

She tried to shout out his name but a shaking whisper came out instead.

"Atticus"

Her shirtless boyfriend suddenly got startled when he heard her calling out his name, making him freeze at his tracks while the blonde bimbo on his lap just looked back at her and smirked with her red lipstick smudged on her lips.

"Do you want to join?"

She placed her other hand on her chest. Her heart seemed to pound inside her like she was about to have a heart attack. With teary eyes, she closed the door back and ran to the nearest elevator.

She exited the building not sparing a glance and  beckoned a taxi in a hurry. She then immediately gave the taxi driver the address of the condo building  she and her ex boyfriend share.

She paid the driver as soon they arrived and immediately searched for her keys on her purse with her eyes getting blurry because of her tears brimming down her face.

She head up on their closet and packed all of her belongings not sparing a time to think or to change her final decision to leave.

She was angry, mad, frustrated, disappointed. She felt betrayed. She did everything for him. How could he? How did he have the heart to cheat on her? She wants him to suffer and to make guilt eat him alive.

"Don't worry my baby, mommy will never leave nor give up on you" she said as she placed her hand on her stomach, rubbing it slightly.

As she was about to leave their room. She took out the promise ring he gave her that reminds her the love they once had. She placed it on the table debating whether she should pawn it or just leave it on the desk.

Without any doubt she went out leaving the memories they spent, calling her out to come back inside and change her mind but nobody at this point can change it.

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She head to the airport and  booked a one-way ticket. In mind she thought of a place where she once lived where there used to be old couple that adored her and took her as their own.

France.

She entered the plane, not sure about what fate is going to bring her but there's one thing she's sure of.

She despise Atticus King.



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