Chapter 35


    Chapter 35 – Marry Me (Anj‘s POV)


    When I was two, Sister Grace made me go and join Anya in school because she thought an environment


    with children around me would be healthy for me – mentally and physically. Anya was in kindergarten,


    and I remembered her teacher let me stay in the y area to make myself busy with colorful blocks as


    they learned to count numbers and read alphabet letters.


    “What did you learn today?” Sister Grace asked me as she picked us up after school. She put me in a


    toddler carrier and held Anya‘s hand as we all returned to the nursing home. Aunt Rose had to work full


    time after her husband died in an ident on the job site, s


    after taking care of the residents in the nursing home, picked us up.


    “Counting numbers and reading alphabet letters,” Anya jumped cheerfully as she answered.


    Sister Grace smiled. “That‘s nice. How about my little angel? What did you learn today?” “Counting


    numbers and reading alphabet letters,” I repeated Anya‘s answer. Anya wrinkled her nose as she


    glowered at me. “No, Sister Grace. She‘s only ying at the y area the whole time,” she stuck her


    tongue out as if pissed that I had to mimic her.


    I recalled Sister Graceughing at us as we walked happily on the street. That night, as she was bathing


    me, she was surprised as I started counting anything I saw in our small bathroom and reading letters on


    thebels of soap and shampoo bottles. It was the beginning that Sister Grace paid attention to my


    abilities, recognizing me as a child prodigy, someone with a high IQ. She told me I had extraordinary


    skills with multiple intelligence in spatial and logical mathematics but someone with poor behavior


    because I was naughty, bold, and sassy. And that behavior pulled me into this situation, beating my big


    brain.


    When I looked at the plus sign on the pregnancy test, my high IQ was not needed to exin what it


    meant. My hands trembled as I pushed the small kit to show it to Sister Grace, and once again, her


    tears rolled down her cheeks again, smiling sadly at me


    My shoulders shook as I sobbed, sitting on herp and burying my head on her neck as I cried hard. She


    knew that I had nned my life, but my path and decisions will change with a child on the way. My baby


    will not be like me, growing up without knowing who I am and where I came from.


    She held my shoulders and moved me away from her to wipe my tears. “Stop crying now,” she said as


    her fingersbed my hair. “Are you telling him?”


    As I shook my head, I wondered if my mother had the same decision as I was, not telling my father that


    she got pregnant, that I was born and left to die in a carton box but managed to live and exist under


    Sister Grace‘s care.


    “Whatever you decide, we‘re here for you,” she pressed her forehead to my temple. “If you wish to tell


    him about the child, we will help you, but if you don‘t like it, we will be here to support you and my


    grandchild.”


    Mulins ouvered when she said ‘orandchild and my tears began to fall again


    Chap 35 Marry Me


    She chuckled gently. “Enough crying. As much as I support your silly decision to keep the baby from Sky,


    you must tell your friends about your situation.”


    I nodded, embracing her again. “Promise me, Sister Grace, you won’t tell anyone about the father of my


    child.”


    “It‘s your decision to tell him the truth, Ang. You know that I will not interfere with your decisions


    unless they hurt you,” she said as she tapped my back. “Now, will you please stand, up? You‘re heavy,”


    sheughed as sheined, not exactly sure if she was joking or not.


    I rose to my feet and peeked outside the window. “If Anya and Dn look for me, can you please tell


    them I‘m in the garden?” I told her, and when she nodded, I walked toward the door, heading to the rose


    garden near her office.


    ***


    As I stared at the sky, Iy my back on the carpet–like Bermuda grass. I heaved a deep sigh, wanting to


    tell the divine agency above that I asked for a miracle, not a baby. Yet, looking at the stars sparkling in


    the sky reminded me of the night I was with Sky at the beach. Who would know that it would change my


    life forever?


    “You worried me, Anj,” Anya said, lying beside me while Dn was on my other side. “I hate it when


    Uncle Jesse has to call you. Ever since he became a priest, I feel like I will never have a chance to enter


    heaven,” she joked.


    “I know,” I turned my head on her and chuckled. “We can‘t lie to him.”


    “I hope it‘s nothing serious,” Dn said, taking my hand and intertwining our fingers. I heaved a deep


    sigh, fixing my eyes on the tiny diamonds scattered above us. The graduation will be in four months, and


    my baby bump will be obvious at six months. Although I could still get up on the stage to get my diploma,


    I had to wait before pursuing a new degree after graduation. I have been telling Sister Grace of my n


    to study Chemistry. “It‘s nothing serious,” I smiled at him, meeting his eyes, and caught him staring


    adoringly at me. I sighed deeply and looked at the sky again.


    “What did you do, Anj?” Anya asked, getting up to look at me. “When I saw Sister Grace, her eyes were


    puffy from crying. She told me you‘d be staying with her for a while. What happened?” I pursed my lips,


    not knowing where to start. Dn got up, released my hand, and hugged his knees as he stared at me


    and waited for my answer.


    “Don‘t dare lie to us, Anj,” she said, still staring at me.


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    Tears began to brim in my eyes again, and I pressed my lips tighter for a while to stop myself from


    crying. When I knew I could finally speak, I heaved a deep sigh and began with my story.


    “Two months ago, I wasn‘t really at the party with you, Anya,” I swallowed hard, thinking of what to say


    next. “I got in the wrong party, and I have no way of calling you because I have no phone,” It was true.


    “And...” I inhaled a lungful of air but breathed them out as I continued, “I got drunk, and when I woke up, I


    was...” I stopped. “I woke up...” I bit my upper lip, hoping to stop myself from crying, but despite that, my


    shoulders shook as I began to sob.


    “You... you woke up what?” Anya stammered like she knew what happened but didn‘t want to believe it.


    What scares me the most is Dn quietly looking at the sky, but his hands ball into fists.


    I got up, hugged my knees, and buried my face in my arms. I wanted to run away from them, but it was


    like my body was rooted deeply on the ground with the grass.


    “I‘m pregnant,” I cried, uttering the words in a low voice but loud enough to hurt my two friends. “I‘m


    maybe two months pregnant.”


    Anya was shocked for a few minutes, only her tears falling on her cheeks were telling me she was hurt.


    When she could finally think, she hugged me and cried hard. “It‘s my fault,” she cried, but I shook my


    head because I knew the truth. My situation now could have been prevented if I did not get amazed by


    the stupid beach... If I did not ask for a kiss from the Mighty Sky... If I did not fall in love with Sky Mars.


    “Who was the bastard that touched you, Ang?” Dn gritted his teeth as he asked. I shook my head.


    “I don’t know,” I lied, realizing he took it wrong that someone forced me that night or had taken


    advantage of me.


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    If only I could tell them that our decision to get married that night was mutual despite being drunk. We


    were head over heels with each other, thanking Vodka and the beautiful beach that we found each other.


    “What‘s your n?” Anya asked, still crying and feeling guilty for what happened to me. I wiped my tears


    and smiled at her. “I‘m raising my baby, Anya. After our graduation, I‘m going with Uncle Jesse on his


    next parochial assignment on the other ind to give birth with my baby there.”


    “Are you leaving because you‘re ashamed of what happened to you?” Dn asked angrily. “Huh?” I


    turned to him, hoping to tell him it was not the reason why. “No.” I shook my head. Sky was looking for


    me, and I was afraid that if I stayed, he would find out about my situation. I have no n of telling him


    about our child. “I‘m not ashamed, and I will raise my child like any proud mommy!” I hissed, hating him


    for thinking about being sorry for myself or my baby. He was quiet for a while, then he turned his head at


    me. “Anj, let me help you raise your child. Marry me.”


    Anya and I gawked at him, and I had to blink my eyes many times to make sure that I heard him right.