Free His Change of Heart: Unexpected Pregnancy Romance by MP John

watching him. She leaned heavily on the door and closed her eyes. Then she went and splashed cold water all over her flushed face. After, she peered at herself in the large mirror, and the face looking back at her didn’t seem like hers. Her face was tear-stained. She looked awful—beaten up and sad. She couldn’t believe her appearance had changed so drastically in a matter of hours. She also couldn’t remember the last time she had been this miserable or she had cried this much.
     
         And the time she had lost her parents didn’t count, because she had been too young to grasp the enormity of what it was to lose someone you loved. She had grieved her parents the best way she knew how—the way any twelve year old would. But what she was feeling now was nothing compared to back then. It wasn’t the same thing. She was experiencing full blown misery. She was still in love with Will, and her heart wasn’t ready to let go of what she was feeling for him.
     
         She decided to run a bubble bath. A good soak in the tub for an hour or so would probably do her a world of good. But as she stood over the tub, her hands resting on the faucets, Avery realized that getting into the large tub only reminded her of the times she had spent there with him. They had taken dozens if not hundreds of baths there together, splashing around and giggling like kids, washing each other’s bodies and hair, sipping champagne, singing along happily to whatever song was coming from the stereo in the bedroom through the opened door, and making love when they felt like it.
     
        Avery shook her head absently and decided to take a quick shower instead. She turned on the water at full blast and stepped inside. She stood under the hot steady flow of water for a while without doing anything. She didn’t feel she had the strength to lift her arms to reach for the pouf. She just stood there and let the water pummel her tired body. Then she began to sob. The tears just kept coming and she made no attempt to stop them. She wasn’t certain she could, even if she wanted to.
       She felt so drained, both emotionally and physically. Her body felt as if it had literally taken a physical beating, like she had been through the wringer. And she felt like crawling up somewhere and staying there forever, but that clearly wasn’t a practical option or even a solution for her right now. Life went on, including hers, whether she liked it or not. The world as she knew it wasn’t about to come to an end because her relationship was in tatters.
     
        The phone was ringing when she stepped out of the shower and she decided to ignore it. She knew it wasn’t Jules, because she was on her way over. She grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped her wet hair in it. Then slipped into her robe and reached for the hairdryer to blow dry her hair. The phone ran again soon after, and she still didn’t move to answer it. It could be Will again for all she knew. She glanced at the clock. Jules would be here in ten minutes. She wanted to be dressed and ready, then. And if it was Will calling her, she didn’t want to talk to him. She had absolutely nothing to say to him. He was probably calling to check up on her for all she knew. And she would die if she heard pity in his voice, asking if she was okay in a way you would a wounded puppy or a child who had fallen and bruised her knee.
     
        The phone rang again, and she picked it up out of frustration. She realized that if she didn’t, it would just keep ringing. And the constant shrilling was annoying the hell out of her. If it was Will on the other line, she would just hang up on him. He hated when she did that to him, but at least he would get the message. She reached for the phone and said a quick hello, and was relieved when she heard Kat’s voice on the other end.
     
        Katherine Wilson or Kat for short was a close friend of hers. Technically, she was also a friend of Will’s. Kat’s