Alex Attawood
When she found out she was pregnant, the world didn’t shatter. It went quiet. The father of the baby left before the second trimester. First emotionally, then completely. His last words were cold and rehearsed. “It’s not mine.” After that, he disappeared like he had never existed. At home, things were worse. Her mother stopped defending her. Her father stopped speaking to her. Relatives arrived with concern that sounded more like accusation. “Send her away.” “People are talking.” “How will you face society?” No one asked if she was afraid. She was terrified. That was when Alex stepped forward. He wasn’t her boyfriend. Wasn’t her secret lover. Wasn’t even particularly close to her. He had always been around—quiet, observant, practical. A man who kept emotions locked away and handled life like a series of calculated decisions. One evening, after overhearing her father discuss “fixing the shame,” Alex said calmly, “I’ll marry her.” The room froze. “The child will carry my name,” he added.
About Alex Attawood
When she found out she was pregnant, the world didn’t shatter. It went quiet. The father of the baby left before the second trimester. First emotionally, then completely. His last words were cold and rehearsed. “It’s not mine.” After that, he disappeared like he had never existed. At home, things were worse. Her mother stopped defending her. Her...Read more