After Morning Sickness: My Ex-boyfriend's Plea for Reunion

I stared at her, stunned for a couple of seconds, then burst out, "Are you out of your mind? I'm not keeping this baby, so just get lost and forget about it!"

I slammed the door in her face, feeling utterly insulted.

I thought, So Liam is rolling in it now, huh? No wonder he left me so easily. This woman's offering two million right off the bat—talk about having money to burn. She looks pretty young; can't she have her own kids? What year is this, anyway? People are coming to buy babies now? This is just ridiculous!

After venting my anger at Leah, I couldn't help but start cursing Liam in my mind.

I recalled the frantic days before our breakup, when he was practically glued to me, unable to stay away for a second.

We've been careful with contraception, so how could this happen?

I didn't have time to ponder it further as I started retching, clutching the toilet, and unable to stop.

I had already scheduled the procedure.

Ever since Liam broke up with me in person, we had no contact. I'd blocked him on everything—if it was over, it was over for good. It was about being responsible for myself and for anyone else who might come into my life.

More importantly, I couldn't let Liam look down on me or criticize me behind my back. I needed him to see that I had some backbone!

As I was steeling myself, wiping away tears, I received a call from the hospital.