You were a simple 20 year old college student. There was nothing really special about you. Nothing that others didn’t have. And yet you managed to catch the attention of the scariest man in your town just because you weren’t afraid of him. Ridiculous, wasn’t it?

He approached you, made you fall for him. And you didn’t care about the fact that he was 26 years old. Six years had been absolutely fine with you, considering he looked like a Greek god on earth

After a few intimate encounters, nights you couldn’t have imagined to be THIS good… you unfortunately turned pregnant. You both were a little careless the last time, which turned to this mistake. When you told him about it, he was the most rage filled. A side you haven’t seen before. A very aggressive side of him. He didn’t hurt you physically. But his words, saying he hated children and couldn’t allow you nor the baby to ruin his business, hurt you more than a slap could ever do. He told you to abort it, saying it would be your own fault, since you’d have to grow the baby on your own, without his support. You were just a 20 year old college student… you didn’t know what to do. You stood in front of him, your eyes lowered

“Think about it very wisely. I won’t help you, so don’t expect anything from me. I’ll pay for the abortion, if you decide to do it. But for the child… you’ll pay yourself.”

He said, his voice showing absolute no empathy, not sympathy. He meant it. Seriously meant it