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Worst Fear 28

MASON 

Juba’s voice was quite loud. Way too loud and her words were e getting more and more hold by the minute. Accusing me of cheating on her? Really? Sku seemed to be boiling in anger as she pointed her finger at ine 

You’re cheating on me, men’t you?she hissed. With that woman, you spoke of on the call with your mom!” 

Tanswer this time. She is so not entitled to an 

an explanation, and I am so not willing to give it any 

My silence only made her angrier. She scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief. You didn’t even deny it. Wow Aber everything, Mason I should known.She let out a bitter laugh, her face twisting in frustration 

You know what? We’re done.She turned on her heel, her expensive heels clicking against the marble floor as she stormed off 

Fran a hand through my hair, exhaling heavily. I didn’t go after her. I didn’t say a word as she stormed off either 

I just stood there staring at her retreating figure feeling nothing but exhaustion. It was all a drag. A fucking annoying one at that 

A few minutes later, my phone rang. I didn’t need to check the caller ID to guess who it was. I already anticipated this phone call the moment Julia turned on her heels

I sighed before picking up

Mason Woods!My mother’s voice was loud and angered. What did you do to that poor girl

I pinched the bridge of my nose Mother-” 

She just called me in tears. Again! She said you refused to even give her an explanation!” 

Loverreacting 1 muttered

Overreacting?mother scoffed. Mason, you need to fix this. You’re not getting any younger. Julia is the perfect woman for you and she comes from a respectable family, she’s elegant, wellmannered—” 

She’s suffocating” 

Mother went silent for a second before speaking again, her tone softer this time but all I could hear was the manipulation card she was trying to pull Darling, relationships take effort. You have to ” 

I don’t care,I replied. My tone is void of any warmth this time. I don’t care about fuing it. She gasped. Maton!” 

call you later, Mother. Before she could give a counter back with her words, I hung up. I leaned against my desk, rubbing my temple. My head was a mess and I hadn’t been able to think straight since seeing Lydia

Or whoever she was

That woman looked like Lydia, sounded like Lydia, but she wasn’t Lydia, How is that possible? Could there really be such coincidences in the world

My phone rang again. This time, I felt a bit of relief when i saw the caller ID. Zoe 

y little sister finatly remembered she had an older brother?” 

Lanseted. My

Mason,she greeted, her voice cheery and soft. How’s my favorite brother?” 

I’m your only brother, I muttered, sitting down

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She laughed. Exactly.I let out a small breath How’s school?” 

Good laced my exam Last week,she announced boldly. That’s greatTreplied

knowShe chuckled. What about you? How’s work? Your love feed, leaning back in my hair. Work is work” 

And your love life?besitated not knowing it to give her the full details or a diplomatic answer. ComplicatedThe diplomatic answer wins

Zoe let out a dramatic sigh, Of course it is. Mother is still forcing that Jul girl on you, huh?I smirked. She called me five minutes ago about it

Zoe groaned. That woman never quits” 

No, she doesn’t.” 

I swear, Mason, the way she acts, you’d think she’s the one getting married the joked in a serious tone. She might as well be,Imuttered 

Zoe laughed. Then, her voice softened. I’m gl 

glad Heft, you know?I went quiet upon hearing the topic 

After what happened to Lydia, I justI couldn’t stay there. Not with mother andI love you but I can’t I just can’t.” I swallowed hard past the lump in my throat

Zoe had refused to live with us after Lydia’s death. She packed her bags and left the country, choosing to study abroad instead. She called regularly, but  ́she never visited

I didn’t blame her. I miss you,I said. I couldn’t see her as it was an audio call but I bet she smiled through the phone. I miss you too, big brother.” 

There was a short pause before she spoke again. Have you been happy?hesitated for a long while

Happy? No. I was, but not since Lydia 

But I didn’t say that. Instead, I forced a chuckle. You sound like a therapist 

Ugh, don’t remind me, I have an essay due on psychology next week.Ispirked Better start early.” 

Yeah, yeahShe yawned. I should sleep soon. It’s late here.” 

Go to bed, Zoo.” 

I will she replied lazily. I heard a little bit of shuffling and could tell she really got into bed to sleep this time. Shocking. She must really not want to fail the psychology test

I love you, Mason.I swallowed. I love you too.” and with that, she hung up. I stared at my phone for a moment before setting it down

I didn’t tell her about Lydia, I didn’t tell her that I had seen a woman that basically separated our family. She’s basically supposed to be a ghost now. If Zoe remembers Lydia then would she recount the horror she was made to watch five years ago! Zoe sounded happy. She sounded okay

I didn’t want to ruin that

As soon as 

as Zoe’s call ended, my phone started ringing again. I glanced at the screen. Mother

I groaned loudly, almost immediately and set the phone aside. Het it ring 

Twice 

Three times 

Then silence 

I sighed in relief, rubbing my temple. But the peace didn’t last. Fifteen minutes later, my office door swung open 

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out a knock

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Mother strode in like she owned the place. Technically, she does. She was dressed elegantly. heels clicked against the freshly mopped floor as she approached my desk

You didn’t take my call,she said, sitting down without invitation washiny” 

She scoffed. Too busy for your mother?I leaned back in my chair. What do you want, Mother

may, in a fitted navy dress and expensive pearls. Her 

She crossed her legs, adjusting her diamond bracelet. I assume you know about the Billionaire LadiesClub meeting tonight nodded Theard 

She smiled, Good. I will be attending, And so will JuliaI sighed. Mother- 

No.She held up a manicured hand. Listen to me, Mason, You are not getting any younger, Julia has visited 

Iclenched my jaw. Time for what?” 

She arched a brow. To propose.I let out a short laugh. I’m not proposing to Julia.” 

Her lips pressed into a thin line. Mason, listen to me. If you don’t, you will lose her. A woman like that won’t wait forever. She has options” 

Then she should take them, I muttered

Mother’s expression darkened. This is not a joke. Our families have been tied together for years. She is the perfect match for you. You can’t throw that away over childish hesitation.” 

Lexhaled slowly. I’m not hesitating, I’m decidingShe scoffed. Deciding what?” 

if leven want this.Her nails tapped against the armiest a bit too aggressively. And what do you want?!” 

I didn’t answer her. Because honestly, I didn’t know 

Mother studied me for a long moment before shaking her head. You are making a mistake.She stood, adjusting her purse. If you don’t propose to her soon, she will move on. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.With that, she turned and walked out

I sat there, jaw tight, hands clenched. I needed air. I grabbed my keys and left the office 

The drive to Lydia’s company felt like a blur. I wasn’t sure why I was going there. I told myself it was curiosity. I told myself just wanted to confirm things I saw once more. Maybe if I found just one difference in appearance and body 

it deep down, I knew it was more than that I parked across the street, hands gripping the steering wheel. Then I saw her

But 

Lydia. Or whoever she 

was

She stepped out of the building looking confident and poised. Dressed in black and white, her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked toward 

in screen

I reached for the car door handle. But just as I was about to step out, my phone rang. I frowned and checked the 

Daniel 

I answered: What?My tone was colder than intended. You need to come back to the office. Now” 

My brows furrowed. Why

It’s urgent.” I glanced back at Lydia

She was getting into her car now, completely unaware that I was watching her, I gritted my teeth feeling like a verted stalker, Fine. I’m on my way” 

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Then, with one last look at Lydia, I started the cat and drove away

Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
Worst Fear Synopsis : Worst Fear

Lydia’s world was already a crumbling ruin long before she collapsed on the cold, bleach-slick tiles of Westgate Prison. She had been serving her sentence with quiet endurance, forcing herself to survive each monotonous day. Cleaning floors, enduring the harsh routine, and trying to numb her thoughts had become her way of life. But as she gripped the mop handle, her body betrayed her — dizziness washed over her, and before she could steady herself, the world went black.

When she regained consciousness, Lydia found herself lying on a thin mattress in the prison hospital. The sterile smell of disinfectant filled her lungs, and her head ached violently. A familiar figure stood by her bedside — Nurse Gloria, a kind-hearted woman often whispered about by the inmates for her compassion. Lydia had never personally interacted with her before; she preferred keeping her distance from everyone. But this time, she had no choice.

Gloria spoke softly, her voice calm and motherly. “You fainted during your shift,” she explained. Lydia, groggy and disoriented, nodded faintly. Fainting wasn’t unusual for prisoners — malnutrition, exhaustion, and stress were daily realities in Westgate. But Gloria’s next words didn’t fit the routine explanation. She leaned in, her tone serious and almost secretive. “I ran some tests to see why you collapsed.”

Lydia’s brows furrowed. Tests? The nurse’s expression made her heart race. Something was wrong. And then Gloria said it — words that hit Lydia like a lightning strike.

“You’re three months pregnant.”

For a moment, Lydia’s world went silent. The walls, the lights, the nurse — everything faded into a blur of disbelief. Pregnant? That couldn’t be right. Her throat went dry as she tried to process the impossible. Three months. Her hands instinctively flew to her stomach, pressing against the rough fabric of her prison uniform. There was nothing — no bump, no sign of life — yet Gloria’s certainty left no room for denial.

Lydia’s first reaction was refusal. “No,” she whispered. Her voice trembled. “That can’t be right.” But Gloria simply nodded, her expression heavy with empathy. “It’s right, Lydia. I double-checked the results myself.”

The truth settled like a stone in Lydia’s gut. The symptoms she’d ignored — the morning dizziness, the fevers, the missed periods — suddenly made sense. Deep down, she knew this was no mistake. Panic clawed at her chest as she realized what this meant. Her past — the one she’d buried so carefully since the day she was arrested — came rushing back. The man she had loved, the night she had tried to forget, the betrayal that had shattered her life.

Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall in front of Gloria. She couldn’t afford weakness here. Her voice was barely a whisper when she pleaded, “Please… you can’t tell anyone. No one can know about this.”

Gloria studied her for a long moment. Lydia could see the internal conflict behind the nurse’s eyes — between her duty to report and her compassion for the broken woman before her. Finally, Gloria sighed softly and nodded. “I won’t say a word,” she promised. Relief washed over Lydia like a wave, but it was fleeting. Gloria wasn’t finished. “But you have to promise me something too. You’ll come back for regular checkups. No skipping, no excuses. You and the baby need to be monitored. Do you understand?”

Lydia nodded mutely, emotion choking her voice. She didn’t trust herself to speak. The nurse gave her hand a gentle squeeze before stepping away to inform the guards that Lydia needed rest.

The walk back to her cell felt endless. Two guards flanked her on either side, but she barely noticed them. Her mind was spinning, replaying Gloria’s words over and over — three months pregnant. Each repetition felt like a hammer blow. She stumbled into her cell, collapsing onto the thin, creaky cot. The metal door slammed shut behind her, sealing her inside with the suffocating truth.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time before curling up on her side. Her trembling hands hovered over her stomach, fear twisting in her chest. She could barely keep herself alive in this place — how could she protect an unborn child? Westgate wasn’t meant for fragile things. It was a graveyard of hope, a place that crushed even the strongest spirits. What kind of life could she possibly give her baby behind these bars?

The tears she had fought earlier now spilled freely, sliding down her cheeks as silent sobs wracked her body. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could shield the tiny life inside her from the cruelty of the world beyond her cell walls.

For the first time in years, Lydia prayed. Not for freedom, not for revenge — just for strength. For the chance to protect this unexpected child growing inside her.

As she turned her hand, the faint glint of her wedding band caught her eye. The ring mocked her, its shine a cruel reminder of the life she had lost. Three months ago, everything had been perfect — or so she thought. Her marriage had felt like a fairy tale. Even though her in-laws despised her, she had still believed love could conquer everything. Her husband had been her safe haven, her anchor.

Until the night everything fell apart.

The memory was sharp and unforgiving — flashing lights, police sirens, his face twisted in disgust as she was dragged away in handcuffs. The betrayal in his eyes had hurt worse than the accusation itself. That image haunted her still, burned into her mind like a scar that would never fade.

Now, lying in that cold, dim cell, Lydia finally understood how deep her despair ran. The baby inside her was both a curse and a fragile glimmer of hope. A connection to the man she once loved — and the life she could never return to.

As exhaustion finally claimed her, her last thoughts were of him — the man she’d once trusted more than anyone. His expression, full of hatred and disbelief, was the last thing she saw before the darkness took her again.

And for the first time, Lydia realized she wasn’t just a prisoner anymore. She was a mother — trapped in a place where love and life were luxuries no one could afford. But no matter what, she silently vowed: she would find a way to protect her baby, even if it meant fighting the entire world from behind these bars.

 

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