A confusing nightmare

Jace couldn’t curtail the excitement surging in him. Arianna is pregnant again, it only means he’s eventually going to be a father again.

“Thank you” Jace chimed. He smiled broadly. Richard smiled too. He can’t wait for the day when he will also receive such good news as an expectant father.

“Watch her diet, Jace, if you can. Especially the intake of alcohol is not good for the baby” Richard advised.

“Yeah, sure,” Jace nodded. He glanced at the direction where the ladies went and felt like going after her and hugging her affectionately. She’s carrying his child, Eli will have his request granted in a couple of months.

They had hardly finished the party when Jace had Arianna come upstairs. There’s a kind of excitement in him that she hasn’t seen before.

He almost was going to spoon-feed her. This deep expression of love, she doesn’t know what she’d done to deserve it. Anyways she accompanied him.

“You’ll have to do a test. I bought five different brands of testing kits to test for pregnancy. Just get in there and do it, I’m waiting” Jace declared and pointed at the bathroom.

Before Arianna could come to terms to what is actually happening, Jace added “Oh, let’s read the manufacturer’s instructions”

He started reading it aloud for her to hear. Arianna was still but she wasn’t listening. She knows the principle of how these kits work. What is preoccupying her mind is the fact that she really might be pregnant with Jace’s baby.

She was doing head calculation and realised that she was already late. That means, she’d really been pregnant. Her cycle had never changed over the years, it only pauses on events of pregnancy.

Jace was still reading the instructions on the third kit when she grabbed two of those kits and dashed into the bathroom.

Jace sighed softly and waited. This is a third chance. Eli, the aborted one and this one. Destiny had thrown three chances at him. He has one and has lost one. But he wants to keep this third one.

He was waiting but the clock was kinda slower than usual. He won’t glance at his watch again but begin to recite those nursery rhymes he could still remember.

He recited three nursery rhymes and the last one, he paused because he didn’t know how the rhythm ended. Then he glanced at his watch again, oh two minutes to go.

“My love, can I come in?” Jace called out to her. Arianna was not responding and his heart was beating fast, he hoped she’s pregnant, she just had to be pregnant.

He didn’t wait for her permission and dashed into the bathroom. He met Arianna standing by the door and smiling broadly. She came over and blocked his sight “You can’t see it except I say so” she said trying to block him the best way she could.

“Really?…” glancing over Arianna’s shoulders… “Are you sure? What is.. the.. result..” Jace said, towering over her and seeing two lines.

“Wait, who do you really want? The baby or me?” Arianna asked, trying to heightened his suspense.

“At this point, it’s the baby!” Jace confessed and pulled her hands off suddenly. He saw the two bands on the kit boldly and he couldn’t express the flood of excitement that gushed through his heart.

Two days later, Chase woke up after a confusing nightmare. He glanced at his side, his wife was sleeping peacefully. He stood up and poured himself a glass of water and drank.

Many years have passed since he last had an encounter with her. Why did he suddenly have a dream about her, asking him to give her daughter back to her.

The last encounter he had with her was when she was pregnant and he gave her money for an abortion and compensated her to go away from his life.

He never saw her again and they were never in contact with each other. What kind of a dream was this? Chase sighed and couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

Whether dead or alive, he doesn’t know a thing about Amanda Smith. She’s gone out of his life forever. Why the dream about her?

Somehow, he feels uncomfortable within himself and restless. Is it because of the baby she aborted? Only heavens will forgive him for the mistakes of the past.

Amanda Smith also loved him like Rosalinda did back then. She didn’t want to abort the baby and he told her he doesn’t love her. He doesn’t want a baby he won’t love and cherish.

He had coaxed her to go for the abortion and he paid for it. Amanda was unhappy with him and she cut off. He was happy back then that he made her go for the abortion, it was like a relief. But seeing her in his dreams meant he might cross paths with her again.

Few hours later, a beautiful woman walked into the orphanage. She’s a middle class woman, beautiful and attractive despite being dressed in a plain dress.

She asked to see the matron of the orphanage and she was told to wait patiently as the Matron was having a visitor from the ministry of women affairs.

She nodded and waited. She’s back for her daughter. It’s been four years now. She has been able to stabilise her life and has a job that will be enough to sustain her and her daughter.

Soon the woman was invited in to see the Matron. She went in and the matron stood up, shook hands with her and welcomed her to the orphanage.

“Thank you very much for your warm reception. My name is Amanda Smith and I am the mother of the girl in your orphanage that goes by the name, Bella…”