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Worst Fear 86

Worst Fear 86

Chapter 86 

Mason 

I didn’t want to come with Julia to the bookshop. What do you mean it was was just starting

time to shop for a children’s book for a pregnancy that 

I read somewhere that it is good to read to your child right from when they are in the womb, and they can hear you. I want our baby to be familiar with our voice.She had said in front of my mom

When mom heard her words, she did what she’d always do, she agreed with her, She is right, Mason, I did that too. It’s one of the reasons why you are so smart.” 

So here I am, handlinked with Julia as she takes me from one section to the other. This is the second time we have been searching for books in this place

She let go of my hand and picked a book, This is a fable.” She trailed her hand over the picture of the dog and cat

Do you think he will like it?” 

Now, how would I know? I’ve never had children. I don’t know anything about children or what they like

Hmm,I said and picked two from it. There were so many people around. This was the biggest bookshop in the city

I am a reader, but not the type who shops for books themselves. All the books I had in my library were bought for me by Daniel 

Julia handed the two books we’ve picked up in the past 47 minutes we’ve been here. Then she picked another and raised it to her eye level

How about this one? Do you think he’ll like it?” 

We don’t even know the gender of the baby yet, but she has been so sure it would be a boy. She has already declared him the heir of both families

I heard footsteps behind me before I could speak. I wanted to turn, but the person said, That’s a popular series.I heard a familiar voice

We both turned to face the voice that belonged to and my heart almost leapt out of my chest when my eyes landed on her. What was she doing here

My eyes brightened. And I unconsciously took a step forward, unable to contain my smile. LydI paused and then cleared my throat, reminded that Julia was here with me

I mean, Miss. Brooks. What are you doing here?” 

Miss. Brooks. It’s my pleasure to meet you here.” Julia said. 

I’m here to buy some books.She said. Her eyes moved to the book that Julia held. That’s the trending series fo are you buying for?She asks, walking forward to pick a different book, but it was from the same series

dren. Who 

For my baby.Julia touched her stomach, rubbing it slowly. You know we’re expecting a son soon.She said in a low voice. 

Lydia’s eyes are pinned to her stomach. Her eyes looked sad. I knew she must be thinking about our late baby. I wish Julia would 

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stop. Seeing Lydia mask the look of sadness in her eyes with a smile made me feel a prick in my heart

Theard that reading to a child during pregnancy is good for their brain.” 

I could see the amusement in Lydia’s eyes

Oh really, I haven’t heard about that before,Lydia said

I understand. You don’t have children yet. I’m sure when you are married and with kids, you’ll remember my words when you come across the same research.Julia said. She picked another book, They say expectant mothers and research can not be separated.Julia ended this with a laugh

Lydia smiled. Her eyes didn’t flicker to me for even a minute

She picked another copy of the same book. But you do know a lot about children’s books. Who are the copies for?” Julia asked

My aunt’s children. They love the series.Did Lydia have an aunt

I can’t remember her having any family. I was her only family when we were together

Congratulations on your engagement. I heard the party is coming soon.” 

Yes. I’ll do well to send you an invitation.” 

Julia turned to me and then handed me the books she had picked. I’ll be right back. Let me quickly use the restroom.She stood on her toes and dropped a kiss on my cheeks

After she left, I pulled Lydia’s hand, leading her to a secluded area in the bookshop. There were shelves around and books stuck to the rack, providing enough covers for us

What do you want? Why did you bring me here?She questioned. I took one step forward, and she took one back. She looks. beautiful in her formal dress

She looks beautiful in anything

I stopped her from moving backwards and pulled her into a hug. She has not replied to my last text, I miss you.I said, wrapping my hand around her

You didn’t reply to my messages. I thought you were mad at me or something.” 

I expected her to push me away, but she surprised me by wrapping her hand around me

I have been busy. Your relationship with Julia must be so strong.She said, pulling away

I let her, but kept her at an arm’s length. My eyes are locked on her lips, Hmm.I said I was not interested in talking about Julia

wiss you” 

I want to kiss 

  1. me

I leaned down, ready to take her lips in mine. After that night, I knew I had the same effect on her as she had on 

She placed her hands on my chest and shook her head. No,” 

I paused, leaning backwards, Why?” 

You are engaged, and I don’t think I want to be your mistress.” 

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You are not my mistress.” 

Then can you do this in front of Julia? She gave you a peck in front of me earlier. Can you do the same to me in front of her

I crossed my hand over my chest, my lips pulling up to the side, Lydia, is this you being jealous?Her face turned red. Why would I be? I am not. I just” 

She lets out a breath, I just want a man who can hold me in public. I am too old for these games.Her voice turned serious

I didn’t get a chance to reply as we heard the sound of footsteps

She has a point, Let’s talk about this later.” I said

No, there’s nothing to talk about.She looked around cautiously. We have to get back.” 

Julia linked her hand with mine one more time as Lydia bid us goodbye. Her assistant, whom I hadn’t seen in a while, was with her holding the bag that contained the books

I couldn’t take my eyes off her for a moment. I don’t understand her

I don’t understand what she wants

One minute she wanted me. She was allowing me to kiss her and even make love to her, and then she didn’t want me at all

This was driving me insane

Julia kept talking about the baby throughout the ride back to her house, but I couldn’t get Lydia out of my head

We fucking had sex

We’ve been texting consistently after that. Unlike the other two times we had made out, and she had vehemently asked me to stay away, she didn’t ask me to this time, so I thought things had changed between us

But it seems I was wrong, and she was back to drawing the curtains between us 

What do you think? Do you think Mom would agree? They are waiting for us to come up with a decision during dinner.” 

Damn

How did I forget about having dinner with her parents

I haven’t heard her question. But I know for a fact that having dinner with the Everetts will not be possible

About dinner. I’m sorry, but I’ll have to skip today. But I promise, I’ll make up for it some other day. I have something important to attend to.” 

Her face fell, Is it really important?She asked. She was trying to be understanding. There was nothing intant right now. My schedule has been cleared for the entire day

Yes.I nodded

Alright. I’ll speak to my parents. We can have dinner tomorrow instead.” 

After dropping her at home, I drove to my penthouse

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I couldn’t get Lydia off my mind for a second. Her lips were parted, inviting me for a kiss, I could still feel her hands around me. She brought so much warmth

I felt like I was going to war with myself. I want Lydia, but I know that’s impossible given that I am having a child with Julia 

For the rest of the evening, I found myself going through pictures of Lydia and me

Each picture looked better than the other. Lydia was smiling so brightly, and so was I. I traced both our smiles

Then it was genuine. I really wish I could say the same about now

After returning the pictures to their original position, I sent her a message, but she didn’t reply

I felt restless, so I decided to pay her a visit

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Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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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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