My Fiancé’s Secret: The Twelve-Week Pregnancy That Exposed Everything

Part 7: The Meeting at the Café

The following morning, Nelli arrived at a small café near the clinic.

She looked exhausted. Her eyes were swollen, and she kept looking toward the entrance.

— Thank you for coming, she whispered.

I sat opposite her.

— You have five minutes. Tell me the truth.

She wrapped both hands around her coffee cup.

— Ádám told me that everything would be simple. He said he would help me become a mother, and that you would eventually accept it.

— And you believed him?

She shook her head.

— At first, yes. But things changed after I became pregnant.

I leaned forward.

— What changed?

Nelli looked down.

— He started making promises. Promises about our future, about the baby, and about what would happen after your wedding.

My heart began pounding.

— What promises?

She opened her handbag and took out a folded document.

— I think you need to read this.

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