Adithi's POV-
I've been crying the whole day. It's almost 9 pm now, and I'm still crying.
Riya has been by my side since morning, calming me down.
I was about to say something, when the door bell rang.
Riya got up from the couch to open the door.
Just as she opened the door, Shub barged in.
What is he doing here? When did he come?
"Shub?" I got up from the couch.
"Adithi." He breathed out, and ran to hug me.
He hugged me tightly, and I started crying more.
"Shh, Adithi. I'm here now." He whispered in my ear.
I cried more.
He made me sit on the couch, wiped my tears, and held my hand.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Sh-Shub... I-"
"You what Adithi?"
"Shub, promise me you won't end things with me." I said.
"Adithi, babe, I'd never do that. I love you so much." He said, and kissed my forehead.
I took a deep breath.
"Shub, I'm pregnant."
He looked at me for a minute, before saying, "Adithi, stop joking."
"Shub, I'm not joking. I tried three pregnancy tests, all came out as positive. I even went to the doctor, she said I'm one and a half months pregnant."
He withdrew his hand and got up.
Walking back and forth, he ran his fingers through his hair.
He cursed under his breath.
I started crying at this point.
"Adithi, we need to abort the child." He said.
WHAT?
"Shub?"
"I'm serious, Adithi."
"What're you saying? Shub, this is our child." I told him.
"I know, Adithi. But we're not even 20! We have our careers to look after. We can't keep this child. Understand. Please?" He said, cupping my face.
I pushed his hands away.
"So what if we aren't 20? We can look after the child even at the age of 19! And we can set our careers up while bringing up the child. Why don't you understand, Shub?" I screames at him.
"Adithi, you are not understanding! This child is a risk to both of our careers. You cannot be India's leading fashion designer if you give birth to this child! I cannot concentrate on my career if this child is born. Understand for god's sake." He screamed back.
"You're being selfish, Shub!" I shouted.
"I'm being practical, Adithi." He shouted back.
I looked at Riya, and walked to her.
"Riya, tell him! Tell him this child won't be a distraction!" I said.
She looked at me, and shook her head.
"Riya?" I asked, while a tear slipped from my eye.
"Adithi....." She started.
"Riya, tell him." I screamed at her.
"Adithi, Shubman is right. This child will be a distraction for both of you." She said.
"What the fuck is wrong with both of you? This child isn't a distraction!" I screamed, and sat on the floor, crying.
Why're they doing this?
"Why're you both doing this?" I cried.
"Because, we know what's right, Adithi." Shub said.
"You don't. You don't, Shub." I cried, clutching my stomach.
"Adithi, you have to abort this child." Shub said, again.
"I won't, Shubman Gill. I won't abort this child." I screamed at him.
"Don't do this, Adithi." He screamed, pulling his hair.
"I won't abort this child, and that's final." I said, and got up to walk to my room.
"Adithi, it's either me or the child." Shub said, taking me by surprise.
I stopped in my track and turned around.
"Shub, what are... you....."
"I'm serious, Adithi." He said.
"Shub, you can't do this." I said, crying loudly.
He came to me, and hugged me tightly.
"Shub, don't do this." I cried.
"Either me, or the child." He repeated.
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So, what do you think Adithi will do?
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