Victoria

I didn't know if I should turn or not, but either way I knew that voice all too well. It was Flynn, my boyfriend.

“Victoria, you're pregnant?”. Flynn looked like he couldn't believe his ears. I don't blame him though.

“I'm sorry”. I choked out in between sobs. I was a sobbing mess.

“You're sorry? You slept with Matteo's father and you're saying sorry? How could you do that? You're meant to look after and cater for the kid, not the father!”. Flynn ...