The Oddities of Grand Marquis - Book 3: Elegant Armageddon 🪼✔️

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17 YEARS AGO

"What did you say?"

"I said that I did a pregnancy test and... I'm pregnant."

I watched my husband as he stared at me in confusion. We hadn't been married long, about three years. I thought he would be happy, I thought he wanted to start a family with me... but... the look on his face told me everything.

"You're not happy."

"I'm... processing."

"Processing what, Bruns?"

Brunswick looked at me, his green eyes conveying every negative feeling that I didn't want to see.

"How am I going to do this? I'm still in school and I can hardly afford the apartment and- and- and-"

"Honey..." I stood up, going to him and touching him on the shoulder. He looked at me, lost. "Baby, we'll figure this out. You don't have to do it alone. I'll be with you and we'll help each other."

"But I can't be a father!" he yelled, pulling away from me. "I can't do this, not right now! I don't want it."

"Brunswick!"

"I don't want it." He growled angrily.

I breathed in deeply and stood up straight. "Then who the hell says I have to stay with you? If you don't want our baby, then I'll just go and raise it myself. If you're not man enough to take responsibility, then I married the wrong man."

Brunswick looked at me and then at my stomach and crossed his arms, looking away from me.

"I don't want you to kill it, I just don't want to keep it."

"Unacceptable."

"Why can't you understand-"

"Understand this, Mr. Taylor: this baby will be my life, my love, and my joy. You don't matter, this baby does. We had sex, we made this baby, and if you aren't going to take up the role of a father then fuck you and I'll raise it myself. I'll be father and mother and give it all the love it ever needs. It won't need you."

"I-" He leaned against the wall, his hands over his eyes.

I knew he didn't mean anything he was saying. It was true, we were struggling and he was trying to get through school. He was working two jobs and I was going to get one myself until I found out I was pregnant. Bruns always said he didn't want me to work if we had kids, at least not for the first two years of the baby's life. Me getting a job would have helped tremendously but now I'm pregnant. I knew he was scared.

I walked over to him and hugged him.

"Brunswick, you're going to be a great father. Our child is going to love you so much and you're going to love it. I know it's frustrating and hard and scary, but we will get through this together. As a family."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I know, sweetie."

"I want this baby... I want to be a good dad..."

"And you will be... You will be..."

9 MONTHS LATER

With on final push, my son came into the world. My beautiful baby boy. There were a few times during the pregnancy that Brunswick went into a little depression, worrying about finances and how he was going to ever forgive himself for wanting to give our son away and for even a split second he wanted me to abort him. But he persevered and soon, he was hugging my baby belly at night, talking to my stomach, and talking about the life we would create with our son in tow. He would be a good father.