Chapter 11
Sophia had just cleared security when Ivan finished up too
They headed to the boarding gate together, keeping a bit of distance one after the other, barely exchanging words along the way.
Once they reached the security hall, they each plopped down onto their own patch of empty seats.
Ivan took the spot next to Sophia, whipped out his phone the moment he sat down, looking like he was swamped with
work
Sophia didnât peep a word, her gaze drifting from the bustling crowd in the gate area to the window outside.
Outside the sky was gradually darkening
The tarmac was ablaze with lights, planes taking off and landing, the night merging with the lights, slowly deepening the sense of parting
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Sophia thought back to that call with Brandon â picked up and then abruptly dropped her fingertips grazing the edge. of her phone She felt nowhere near as calm as she had expected.
Brandon always had a way of getting under her skin, no matter what.
She wanted to call him back ask what was up, but then she remembered their goodbye, how heâd hugged her gently. told her to take care, and the determined stride he took as he walked away. Her fingers, which had been caressing the edge of her phone, finally relaxed and she shifted her gaze to the specks of light outside the window.
The unease in her gut wasnât letting up. In fact, it seemed to be getting worse
She was in for a flight over ten hours long, and she was starting to worry about a mid-air body breakdown. Her hand instinctively pressed against her chest, hesitating whether she should grab some meds.
Ivan glanced up at her. âFeeling off?â
Sophia gave a slight shake of her head. âIâm fine
Her eyes caught a glimpse of a pharmacy nearby and paused for a moment.
Ivan picked up on her pause âNot feeling well?
Sophia, a tad embarrassed Yeah probably didnât sleep well last night and didnât eat much today. My stomachâs throwing a bit of a fitâ
Ivan frowned Stomach acting up?â
As if on cue, a wave of nausea hit Sophia, and she couldnât hold back a dry heave to the side, hand covering her mouth.
Ivan pocketed his phone and stood up. âLetâs get you some meds before weâre stuck on that plane for hours.â
Sophia nodded.
The pharmacy was just to the side, next to a food joint, its rich food aromas mingled with the greasy scent of cooking oil, constantly assaulting Sophiaâs stomach.
She raised a hand to block her nose and looked over at the pharmacy staff, asking for some stomach medicine.
The staffer a cautious pharmacist asked, âDiarrhea?â
Sophia shook her head. âNo, just nauseous and queasy.â
âHow long has this been going on?
âJust started this moming.â
âHow long exactly?â
Sophia thought for a sec. âFelt a bit sick when I got up, but felt better after breakfast. Then, out of nowhere this afternoon.â
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She suddenly stopped, a hazy suspicion crossing her mind, her eyes widening slightly at the potential revelation.
Just then, someone walked by with a steaming hot pot of oden, the pungent seafood smell triggering another wave of nausea. Sophia turned away instinctively, gagging, while Ivan quickly patted her back, concerned. âYou alright?â
Sophia didnât respond, just looked up blankly, pale and a mix of startled and clueless.
Ivanâs hand on her shoulder paused, worry in his eyes Whatâs up?â
Sophia managed to twist a smile at him. âItâs nothing.â
Brandon caught this scene, and his steps slowed to a halt.
Ivanâs arm on Sophiaâs shoulder looked ambiguously comforting, and Brandon, not too far but not too close, could easily see the tenderness in Sophiaâs smile towards Ivan, and the hidden adoration and concern in Ivanâs eyes.
Brandon never thought heâd see the day when Sophia would lean so affectionately into another manâs arms, her unique gentle smile blooming for someone else. The sight clenched his heart in tight spasms.
He didnât know why heâd come
Even aware of this manâs presence, heâd still chosen to show up.
He and Sophia had already said their goodbyes. There was no need for another.
Leaving Sophia behind wasnât necessary either. Departing was her choice, and he respected that, including her choice of that man.
He turned his head emotionlessly, without a hint of reluctance, and walked away once more.
After pushing down the discomfort in her chest, Sophia unconsciously pushed Ivan aside and turned around, her gaze inadvertently sweeping a familiar silhouette in the window reflection. The sight made her hesitate and turn around.
The crowd surged behind her, but the familiar tall figure was nowhere to be seen.
She pursed her lips slightly, reigned in her gaze, and looked to the pharmacy staff. âExcuse me, could I get a box of pregnancy tests?â
Ivanâs gaze snapped to her.
The pharmacist looked at Sophia, surprised, but still handed over a pregnancy test.
Sophia headed to the restroom.
In the brief wait for the test result, her mind felt empty, a little lost.
This was even more bewildering than her first pregnancy.
Back then, she was just panicked and clueless, unsure of what to do.
Now, it was a deathly kind of blankness
She never thought sheâd get pregnant, that the moment she signed those divorce papers and stepped out of that house, it was all over with Brandon.
She didnât want any more ties to Brandon in this lifetime
But what if she was pregnant?
Her fingers tightened around the pregnancy test box, turning white at the knuckles.
She suddenly started to fear the result
She didnât understand why life was playing such a joke on her again, just when she was ready to start afresh, to catch her completely off guard.
if she was pregnant, should she keep the baby? Should she let Brandon know? Every question left her utterly baffled
She knew if she told Brandon about the pregnancy, heâd definitely want her to keep the baby, and then leave the choice to her whether to marry or not.
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But she didnât want to walk that same path again.
âSheâs not pregnant yet. I always thought it was my daughter-in-law who couldnât have kids, turns out my son doesnât
want them.â.
The words sheâd overheard earlier in the restaurant echoed in her head, and it was then she realized that it was Brandon
who didnât want children.
âLooks like the kidâs got a strong sense of responsibility, heâs not the type to ditch his wife and kids. Otherwise, with his personality, thereâs no way he doesnât want a child. Sure, he seems like a cold fish and hard to warm up to, but heâs been a fan of little ones since he was a tot.â
It was only then that she realized, he had a soft spot for kids.
He had a fondness for them, yet he didnât want the child she was carrying to be his..
Her slender fingers trembled slightly on top of the pregnancy test box. Sophia took a deep breath and slowly shifted her gaze to the test.
Two lines, one dark and one light-a positive sign of pregnancy.