Pregnant For The Wrong Man

GENEVIEVE (VIVI)'S POINT OF VIEW

"I don't think I would have ever done this without you." My husband, Elias often told me but now, while sitting across from him and staring into his emotionless eyes, I knew my marrige was over. 

I sat perfectly still with my fingers digging so deeply into the fabric of my purse until my knuckles turned white still, I felt no relief. 

He looked immaculate in a three-piece suit that clung to his broad, athletic shoulders with his dark brown hair styled to perfection. It was his eyes however, that broke me. Those blue eyes that used to look tenderly at me, were now full of coldness with no hint of any emotion.

I watched as he pushed a file toward me and one look at the file, my lips trembled. 

'Petition for Dissolution of Marriage.'

"Sign it, Genevieve," he said in a cold tone. "The terms are more than generous as you will receive a nice settlement that ensures you will never have to return to the life you lived before we met."

A bitter laugh escaped my dry lips. "A settlement? Elias, do you honestly think I married you for your money?" I asked as my voice shook with both humiliation and pain. "Look at me. Please, just really look at me. I'm Vivi, your wife. We are married and I have always been by your side."

His expression remained cold as he leaned back in his chair and assessed me coldly, like I was a stranger.

"I appreciate everything you did for me during my recovery, Genevieve," he replied. "But we both know that marriage was built on a foundation of missing pieces but now I know the truth."

"The truth?" I whispered as rage filled me. 

"Bianca," he began and I immediately noticed how his tone softened at the mention of her name. "My memories of the accident finally came back and now, I know it was Bianca who dragged me out of that burning room years ago. She is my true first love, and I will not waste any more time living a lie with a woman my family forced into my life."

I stared at him in disbelief, wondering what had come over him. For years, I had managed Elias's amnesia which was as a result of a fire outbreak. I stood diligently by him, gave up the things I loved doing and now, he thinks Bianca is the one who saved him?

Bianca, the bratty, high-society socialite who had suddenly appeared weeks ago, had clung onto Elias immediately and to make things worse, his parents, Julian and Reyna, had instantly championed her, eager to displace a poor girl like me and Elias, who didn't know what was actually going on, was falling right into their trap.

"Elias, do you really believe that? We have neen through so much for years and you're not scared to lose me?"