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Worst Fear 68

Worst Fear 68

Mason 

I will end things with her. It was clear I was still in love with Lydia. It has taken a lot of time to come to terms with that fact 

I stepped into the restaurant. A waiter leads me to a waiting Julia. She has a smile plastered on her face as she sees me approach, She stood and hugged me, wrapping her arms around me. I catch myself wishing that she were Lydia

I pushed the thoughts away from my head as I took a seat

I’m sorry I kept you waiting for so long.I apologise

It’s fine. I know you are busy, you obviously don’t have all the time in the world.She said. This was it with her, sometimes I felt bad for her. She did love me dearly

This restaurant was introduced to me by my friend. I heard the food here is amazing.She said, and I nodded, taking the place in. noticed there were not many people here, the place was almost empty

We were seated in a secluded place; we sat close to the window. Breeze rushed through the window

You are always trying out restaurants.I found myself smiling as I finally began to relax, but when the waiter came, You can pick whatever you want, I’ll have anything you decide.I said

Alright.She scrolled down the iPad that she was handed, he doesn’t eat eggs, make sure the salad isyes, he likes this.” 

As I watched her speak to the waiter about my likes and dislikes, I felt the nervousness creeping back in

She knew everything about me

Technically, not everything, but most things about me. I threw my head to the side, deciding to spare myself the sight, and studied the painting spread over the wall. Some were framed with a celebrity’s signature

When the waiter left, I refused to look at her. That’s a painting done by Amanda Von Darin. She is famous for such work.” She said

I turned to her; she was smiling from ear to ear

How did you know her?I asked. I didn’t know you were good with painting.Her smile didn’t flatter, though I saw her brows twitch like she was disappointed that I didn’t know

always bring a painting whenever I visit.She said, and my mind quickly reverted to the times she would always bring paintings. But I never thought much about it

There are things you don’t know about me, Mason,she said and leaned into the chair. Her hair is styled neatly to the side with a few strands falling on her face. A pearl necklace is seated on her neck

I nodded, agreeing with her, but no worries, I think we have enough time ahead of us to do that.I nodded again without sa word

She pointed at one of the paintings, which was a painting of three hands. Two big ones and one tiny hand, holding each other. There was no face, but it was clear that there were a family, a father, a mother, and their child

She went ahead to say something about it and also explain the next two paintings, but I didn’t pay attention to her words

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I’m so happy we get to spend time here. What do you think about visiting a gallery together? I know of an exhibition thR’S happening this weekend, so I can free up my schedule. The waiter walked in with two others at that moment, and they served

It wasn’t surprising that we were having threecourse meals. For starters, we had Creamy tomato basil soup

Slow music resounded from the speaker, setting the mood

She placed a spoon in her mouth and paused. She closed her mouth with her hand, This is so good. You should try it.” 

She is right

Delicious.Were my words, I said before digging into the bowl. We are in silence

About the gallery event. You didn’t tell me if you’d be coming.” She said, We are now on the main course

I leaned into the seat, sipping from the glass of water

Tinhaled sharply. It won’t be possible for me to accompany her to this place. I am here to end things, well,I began sucking in another breath

I didn’t think I’d feel guilty. I don’t love her, and I should be able to do this without any stress. Maybe it’s the food or the fact that she is always considerate

Before I could speak, she beat me to it, and Mr. Redmond is going to be there. Did I tell you he is a friend of my father?My ears picked up on her words. Mr. Redmond was the man Daniel told me about earlier

No,I said, trying to be calm. If he is her father’s friend, that means one thing it would be easy to nail this contract

Well, he is.She continued, Before he left the States, he’d always come visit us. He basically called me Baby Jules, he still does.She said and smiled. Her smile is evident that she’s just remembered a memory

That’s nice,I told her

I don’t know what else to say

I’ll introduce you to him when we go together.She said

I poured myself a glass of wine. Did she know that I was coming to break up with her? Is that why she has been extra nice, and now she’s trying to use Mr. Redmond to trap me

Different thoughts ran through my mind. But this was a golden opportunity. Many people are trying to get his attention. So many people

If Julia can introduce me to him, I’ll have the greatest edge over them. I’ll get the contract and be able to get rid of Julia and her father from my life for good

Maybe it wasn’t the right time to end things, so I decided to push back the date of the breakup

It’s okay if you don’t want to come. You’re always busy, I just thought you could use some time off.” 

I’ll have to check my schedule. If I’m free, then I’ll give you a heads up,I said, and she nodded

Alright.After dinner, we walked out together. She moved closer to me and entwined her hands with mine. I don’t pull away. I have to endure, just until after this meeting with Mr. Redmond.. 

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This relationship was purely business from the getgo, so I don’t feel guilty about using her to get the deal. Il mont and she knows about it too

Thank you so much, Mason I really enjoyed my time here, the food tasted better when we are together.” She said 

She is throwing our hands forward and backwards as we awaited the Valet to get our cars from the underground parking lot

My car came into view. Julia stopped throwing my hand back and forth

Can I ride with you?She asked

I furrowed my brows but then quickly schooled my expression

Why would you?I paused and shook my head, I mean, you can use your car.I said

My car came to a stop in front of me. A man in a black suit stepped out, walked around and handed my keys to me, he bowed before he left

I didn’t come with my car.She revealed

Why didn’t you?I questioned whether my voice sounded a bit too sharp, so I decided to tone it down

How did you get here?My mom dropped me off.” 

Good, I’m quite sure the entire world knows about us having dinner here

I made an oh with my lips. Fine, you can ride with me.” 

We settled into the car in the next minute, and I drove off

I drove past a slowly moving truck, pressing down the accelerator

Have you ever thought of having children?Julia asked out of the blue. Her question took me by surprise, and I couldn’t help but ask myself why she would ask that

I tried to shake it off. I don’t care

Well, that’s abrupt,I say

I know. I shouldn’t haveShe paused and inhaled sharply

After Lydia got pregnant by my stepfather, I didn’t think too much of it anymore

I don’t know. Never thought of it.I said

Wow! Men and women sure are different.She said

Would you?I asked, and she nodded. I caught her eyes briefly

I my partner says they don’t want them, it’s fine.I know why she was getting at it. If I don’t want, it’s fine with her

But ifr 

Oh,” I said

Well, do 

you think you’ll want?She asked. It was obvious she was expecting me to affirm. She wanted children, and the eye 

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contact may have been brief, but I saw the joy in her eyes. She loved children

Maybe.” 

I gave another vague response

We came to a stop in front of her house

She stepped out, I think you’ll make a good dad, Mason.She said before stepping out 

I drove off; I had no destinations in mind until I stopped in front of Lydia’s building

Would things have been different if I had never found out about her affair with my stepdad

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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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