September 23, 2021
I was overjoyed when I discovered a positive pregnancy test kit in our bin. I thought I was finally going to become a dad! But when I asked my wife about it, she claimed it wasn’t hers. I was perplexed.
“Oh god, Kelly! I can’t believe this. Why didn’t you tell me before?” I exclaimed gleefully. “I am so excited to have this child. Our child!”
Kelly gave me a strange look. “Our child?! What are you even talking about, Adam?”
“Oh, come on, Kelly. There’s no point in pretending now! If you were planning on surprising me, I’m sorry I ruined the surprise.”
Kelly seemed a bit agitated. “Calm down, Adam. There’s no surprise and no child. I’m not pregnant.”
I was perplexed. “Then what’s this?” I handed over the test kit to her.
Kelly’s eyes widened. “Where the hell did you even find this? I swear it's not mine!”
“How is that possible, Kelly? I found it in our bin. How can it be someone else’s?”
“Well, I don’t want to explain anything to you!” Kelly replied rudely. “Throw it in the trash, freshen up, and come for dinner.”
At this point, I lost my calm. “Do you think it’s a joke, Kelly? You don’t want to agree that this kit is yours because you don’t want to have this child! How can you be so reckless and make such rash decisions about our child?”
“There is no child in the first place, Adam,” Kelly retorted. “So stop overreacting. The dinner’s getting cold.”
I knew Kelly wouldn’t tell me about her pregnancy if we kept arguing like that, so I calmed myself down and asked her again. “Honey, you can be honest with me. I don’t mind if it’s someone else’s child. I will love the child just like our own child.”
“Enough, Adam!” Kelly yelled at me. “I told you there’s no child. Why are you just jumping to conclusions? You really think I’ll cheat on you with someone else?”
“Then why aren’t you telling the truth, Kelly? How did this kit end up in our trash can?”
“I have told you the truth already. It’s NOT MINE! I don’t know anything else,” Kelly screamed as she went upstairs and slammed the bedroom door.
I sat alone for a while after she left, wondering why Kelly kept denying the pregnancy. Was she going to leave me? Did she not want the child? What had happened? I wondered.
I tried to talk to Kelly again the next morning to sort things out, but she refused to speak. I hoped that by giving her some time, things might improve, but unfortunately, nothing changed. Things deteriorated, and we began arguing on a daily basis.
For over a week, everything carried on like this. Kelly and I didn’t talk much, and if she had to tell me something, it was through Amanda, Kelly’s 19-year-old cousin who was staying with us at the time.
Once, I was working till late in the night when Amanda approached me and said she needed to talk to me about something. I assumed it was something Kelly wanted me to know, but as Amanda started speaking, I was taken aback.
It turned out Kelly wasn’t lying about the test kit. It actually wasn’t hers. It was Amanda’s, and she was pregnant. She hadn’t told her parents or me about the pregnancy because she was afraid they would lash out at her, and I would refuse to let her stay at our house.
“I’m sorry, Adam. I was the one who made Kelly promise not to tell anyone about it. It’s entirely my fault. When I observed you guys fighting every day, I felt bad, so I decided to tell you everything. I’m sorry,” Amanda admitted.
“Are you even aware of what you’ve done, Amanda? How could you even think like that?” I was furious. “At least, you could have tried talking to me once. Kelly and I fought just because of your stupid lie!”
“I know Adam, I'm sorry. Please don’t kick me out of the house!” Amanda started pleading.
“I’m not going to throw you out of the house, Amanda. But what have you thought about the pregnancy? You can’t hide it forever,” I said.
“I can’t tell my parents since they are quite conservative and against premarital pregnancy. So I’m at a loss about what to do. However, I do not want to terminate the pregnancy.”
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” I reassured Amanda. “Kelly and I will help you, but first, let me speak with her.” I went into Kelly’s room to see if she was awake. Thankfully, she was still up, reading a book. I ran over to her and gave her a big hug.
“Adam, what are you doing?” she shrieked at me. “Get away from me!”
I hugged her even more tightly. “I’m sorry, Kelly. Please forgive me. I should have believed you.”
Kelly gave me a puzzled expression. “Adam, are you all right? What’s the matter?”
“Well, Amanda said...” I explained everything to Kelly, and finally, things became fine between us. The next day, we visited Amanda’s house and spoke to her parents about her pregnancy. They were shocked at first, but they agreed to help their daughter with the baby.
One year later, Amanda married and moved into a new home with her husband. Kelly and I were blessed with a beautiful baby girl, and we have a lovely family now.
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