Chapter 33


    Chapter 33 – Behold, You Will Bear A Child (Anj‘s


    POV) My big brain has been working busily, counting the days, checking on the possibility that my two ni


    ghts of madness with Sky Mars bear fruit, and


    the scary part, when I returned home, there was a big chance that I did not go back in one piece, but in


    two.


    After that short talk with Ms. Livy, I had forgotten that Dn would treat Anya and


    me to eating ice cream. I walked in the other direction, going to a drug store to get the


    one thing I never expected I would buy at my age now, and headed to the nursing home.


    I made sure to hide the pregnancy test kit well in my cab before going to Sister Grace‘s office. I


    found her doing paper works, and when she saw me standing in the


    doorway, she stopped reading the documents. “Is something wrong?” She worriedly asked


    me, looking at me with great concern because it was still early


    for my shift in the nursing home. “Are you feeling okay?” I swallowed hard, and maybe my tongue


    included because


    no words came out when I opened my mouth. My forehead was sweating, and my body was shaking,


    wanting to cry out of fear.


    Sister Grace chuckled gently. “There’s the cellphone on the coffee


    table if you‘re asking for permission to use it,” she said, returning her attention to the paper. “Did you


    run away from Dn and Anya again?” A forced smile curved my lips, nodding at her


    and wanting to cry as I remembered Dn and Anya. Despite my wobbling legs, I reached the table and


    took the cellphone. “Ang, the residents are asking if we can have a little presentation on


    Christmas eve. Mrs. Antta wants to talk to the three of you


    later,” she smiled apologetically at me. She didn‘t need to remind me because we always do it yearly,


    and for thest five years, we have always let Mrs. Antta decide on the program.


    Last year, we had the three ghosts of Christmas, and it was a funny y because most of


    the actors were residents in the nursing home, and they kept forgetting their lines, almost making her


    blood pressure high. “I told you she‘ll be here,” Anya’s voice startled


    me. I turned to the doorway, finding Dn standing with a stic bag and


    flowers in his hand. Anya went to Sister Grace to kiss her cheeks.


    “No wonder she‘s running away from you two,” she


    chuckled softly, ncing at the bag, which obviously had a gallon of ice cream inside. “Anya, you know h


    er stomach has been upset the past few days,” she reminded


    her. “Then, more for me. That little witch should have just told us.” She


    sneered at me and gave me a sullen look


    “Anya, don‘t call your cousin that,” she shook her head and smiled at


    Dn. “Is that for me?” His lips curved a gentle smile as she nodded at her. “I


    know you don‘t like ice cream, Sister Grace, so I brought you flowers.” “Thank you,” she rose


    to her feet, took the flowers from him, and ced them in the vase. Only now that I noticed that it has


    been empty for days. I guess I have been too busy to pick flowers for her.


    I returned the cell phone to the table and walked toward the door, wishing Dn would leave because I w


    as too nervous about facing anyone today.


    “Go to the family room,” Sister Grace said, ncing at me. “Find out what Mrs. Antta ns for the pl


    ay.”


    “No ice cream for you,” Anya said, sticking her tongue out to me, taking the stic bag from Dn, and s


    neering at me as she took the ice cream from his hand and walked toward the family room


    “You made me worried,” Dn uttered as he ced his arm on my shoulders. “What‘s happening with yo


    u?” I shook my head. “...” I thought of a good lie but couldn‘t think of any. “[...” I heaved


    a sigh. Dn stopped


    and turned me to face him. “If something is bothering you, you know I‘m just here, right?”


    I nodded but sighed deeply as I smiled at him. “I know,” I whispered, looking at the hands he was holding


    now. My eyes welled with tears, but thankfully they did not betray me.


    Later... I will cry in silenceter.


    Anya was already sharing the ice cream with them when Mrs. Antta rose to her feet


    and smiled at me as if she had not seen me for a long time.


    “There! There! There are my stars,” She approached me and held my forearm and Dn‘s, tugging


    us to sit with her on the sofa. “We‘re doing the Birth of Jesus, and you and


    Dn will be Mary and Joseph,” she announced excitedly. “You‘re kidding, right?” I didn‘t mean to say it


    that way, but I could not be Mary. “Can I just be the angel?”


    She


    frowned at me. “I will be the angel, Anya will be your cousin, and Dn will be Joseph. The end of the co


    nversation,” she said, smiling and blinking at me like she was telling me it had been decided.


    I whimpered, quivering my lips to show her I disliked the idea. Mr. Simon groaned, hushing us. “Give in to


    her request, Anj. Her soul won‘t rest if you don‘t ept it. She won‘t let us rest, too,”


    heined, returning his attention to the news on the TV.


    “You‘re better than me,” I said to Mrs. Antta. “Be the Mary,” I grinned.


    “Good heaven!” Mr. Simon cut us again. “What y are you trying to show? The story of Sarah? Dn h


    ere is too young to be the Abraham.” He guffawed, causing everyone in the room tough. “He has


    a point,” Mrs. Antta said, smacking Mr. Simon in the


    shoulder. Heughed at her but did not add any morements.


    My head turned to the news when I heard


    the name Sky Mars, the man I have been longing for. Like Mr. Simon, my eyes were pinned on the


    TV, watching Sky and Line caught dating in the Caribbean. The volume was low, but I didn‘t care,


    All that mattered to me was seeing Sky


    again, wishing to see him smile at me, hoping to be in his arms despite being drunk, not in our


    usual selves. Although our married life was short and


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    not valid, it was too precious


    for me that I wanted to remember it for the rest of my life. If only I could tell Sky, I have been trying too har


    Sky and Line... the perfect couple! Jealousy crushed my heart as I looked at them.


    “Ang,” Dn called, giving me ice cream in a cone, but I waited until they changed the news on the TV


    Mrs. Antta standing beside me, trying to practice her lines. I smirked as I scooped the lemon


    fruit from the pitcher on the table and unconsciously squeezed it on my ice


    cream as I stared amusingly at her. “Behold, you will bear a child in your womb and have a –


    “She stopped and stared at me, narrowing her eyes as she studied my face. She gasped, finally realizing


    at me, looking panic–stricken as she watched me enjoy my ice cream.


    I chuckled and shook my head. “Mrs. Antta, don‘t be funny. You know that the angel


    did not say the news that


    way.” “You are pregnant,” she said again, getting Anya and Dn‘s attention. “What are you? A human ult


    by just looking if one is pregnant or not,” she hissed at me, crossing her arms in her chest.


    Anya left Dn and walked in my direction, studying me as tears rolled down my cheeks. “Ang, are


    you pregnant?” Her eyebrows knitted as she asked me. She took the ice cream cone from me


    when I didn‘t answer. “Tell me the truth, and don‘t you


    dare use your immacte joke on me because it won‘t work.”


    I swallowed hard, looking at the doorway


    where Sister Grace was standing, looking shocked as she waited for my answer.