We went from teacher and student, to friends and then to lovers.
Every touch, every kiss from him was something I could never resist.
Now, I was about to graduate and according to the original plan, I was also about to go abroad.
I didn’t want to be apart from him, even if it was just a brief separation.
I made the decision to give up the IELTS exam, along with my dream of studying abroad, all for him.
The doorbell rang.
Kenneth had already left for school early and I rushed to the door to open it. It was a delivery man.
"Hello, this is a delivery for Mr. Kenneth."
I signed for the package, which turned out to be a beautiful jewelry box. Inside was a diamond necklace, worth a considerable amount.
But I had never been fond of wearing necklaces.
At that moment, my phone buzzed with a message from Kenneth.
[I'm going to the bar with the guys tonight. I won’t be back for dinner, don’t wait for me.]
I replied simpy. [Okay.]
Not wanting to stay in bed any longer, I got up to brush my teeth, but suddenly, I began gagging.
It was then that I remembered that my period had been missing for two months.
Kenneth had never taken protective measures, saying it wasn’t intimate enough.
He said he only wanted to share a world with me, so he asked me to try and endure the birth control shot for his sake.
But thinking that the shot might not be fully effective, I decided to take a pregnancy test.
When I saw two red lines, I was filled with immense joy.
I was afraid of a misunderstanding, so I hurried to the hospital to get a blood test.
The moment I confirmed that I was pregnant, I couldn’t wait to tell Kenneth.
I took a taxi to the bar he frequented, hoping to surprise him.
The owner recognized me and smiled, pointing to a private room in the corner. "Mr. Smith is over there with a few friends."
I approached the room, the door slightly ajar and familiar laughter and clinking glasses could be heard from inside.
I was about to push the door open, but when I heard my name, I stopped in my tracks.
Kevin, you used students as experimental subjects, aren't you afraid of killing someone?” a strange male voice teased.
"These four years of tutoring has been worth it. When will we get to hear your student’s moans?" another voice chimed in.
My heart almost stopped and cold sweat drenched my back.