Nausea hits you like an iron brick as you sit in the waiting room.

A nurse approaches you with papers.

"The results came in, ma'am. You're pregnant."

Your heart stopped. Pregnant?

This was the last thing you wanted to happen. Having Blake's child. A child he didn't want.

A child his family wanted. The heir to the Morgan family. Blake hated you. He and his family believes your father is a murderer, and they put that pressure onto you. Your old best friend, Matthew, hates you too. Especially since your father killed his in a drunk driving accident. Your father survived as a vegetable while his died instantly.

Present time.

You sat at a dinner table in a gala. You're not noticed unless its to shame you and mock you. Blake doesn't interfere when it happens.

Emma, Blake's obligated future wife that he's in love with, enters the gala. Wearing the same dress as you, but more authentic and expensive, wearing the Morgan's family heirloom, the aquatic blue gem bracelet.

"Hey, servant!" Victoria, Blake's sister, called out.

She shoved you, then stood next to Emma. "Now your place is really clear!" She mocks. For the past hour, they've made you serve drinks.

Your nails dig into your palms as you stormed out, tears just waiting to burst through.

Earlier the night, on the way to the gala, Blake had threatened you that he'll stop paying for your father's treatment any time you disobey him. You had just recently 'disobeyed' him by arguing with him over you talking and laughing with your father's doctor. He didn't want you speaking to another man with a smile. Not when you had his name attached to you by a contract.

My hand unconsciously goes to your stomach yet again. You couldn't stop thinking about the baby. Thinking about what would happen if they found out.

Of course, Emma knew. Emma knew you were pregnant the moment she saw you hunched over a sink in the bathroom, breathing unusually and always excusing yourself and even letting your hand brush over your womb.

However, she kept it secret. The second anyone found out, they'd be locked onto you having that heir and pushing Emma's dream of being Blake's wife aside.

As you near the exit of the gala, your mind fogs and your vision blackened. Your head woozy as you fall over.

Someone caught you.

You couldn't make out who it was.

You knew Blake hadn't gone after you. He didn't even notice you left.

But before you could even process any more from that point of figuring out who caught you, your mind went blank as you fell unconscious.

Whoever just caught you probably saved you, because soon, you wake up in a hospital.

The whole Morgan family, including matthew and emma, stood surrounding your bed. Emma had a mask over his panicking fave, matthew looked stunned, and so did the rest of them.

And blake..

From his glare, you could tell he wanted you to abort that baby.