I sit at the store taping my feet uncontrollably as I nervously wait for my biological mother.
Harry sits a few tables in front, if all goes well I'll introduce him to my mother - Rachel later.

I fiddle with my fingers and look to Harry. 'I love you' I mouth to him and he winks.
A few moments laster I see a woman walk in dressed in a business suit of a white blouse and black skirt with heels.

She grabs her hand bag tightly and walks to my table. "Bridget" She asks and I nod my head.


"Wow. Your my daughter. Your gorgeous" She says and I look in front to Harry who is acting like a stranger to the situation, playing his part well so far.
"Umm," I stutter a bit. "thanks for meeting me" I grab a hold of my mug and take a sip of my coffee.
"Of course" She smiles.

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After some general chit chat about life and other stuff. I am finally ready to tell her I am pregnant.
"So there was a particular reason I wanted to reach out to you." I say more comfortably around her.

"Sure sweetheart." Ok I don't if where there at this point but I'll roll with it.

"I'm Pregnant." I smile as I have accepted and excited for this journey. She moves her back lending against her chair.

"You do know I had you at the same age you are now." She says and I nod for her to continue.
"That's the reason I gave you up I was too young. I wasn't ready, your father did a runner."

"Bridget that won't be us." Harry sneaks behind me and takes a seat. "I'm just saying the reality of it all. I thought I could do it. I thought I was strong enough."

"Bridget you are strong, you, we can do this." Harry says staring my mum down.

"Look do what you want, but when your young everything is much harder you would want to give your child the best chance of life they can have. Now I have my own kids and -----"


"YOU HAVE KIDS NOW?" I stand up "Yes I'm sorry I should of told you at the begging." She tries to justify herself.

"Forget it, I knew this was a mistake." I pick up my bag and leave the store and Harry follows behind me.

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"Bridget please let me in." Harry knocks on my bedroom door. I wipe my tears away as I lay in my looking up at the ceiling. I turn to my left and stain the pillow with my tears still.

"Harry I'm tired can you please come back in the morning." I whimper.

"Ok. I love you Bridget Riley." He says behind my door. "Love you too." I bluntly reply.







Meet me at the park in ten.

I send a quick text to Harry this morning. I quickly wash my face and throw on some black leggings, my vans and an adidas hoodie.

I walk and can see Harry's tall slender frame. "Morning" I step in front of him and he kisses my cheek.

"Hey you sleep?" He asks while tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
I look to the ground. "Honestly crap"

"Why didn't you call me I would of come to you." He lifts my chin so I am looking at him.
"No it's ok."

"I've been doing a lot of thinking, partly why I couldn't sleep at all." I start my next topic

"Yea." Harry looks in my eyes. I start to tear up. "Bridget you can tell me anything" He grabs my hand and I squeeze his tighter.

"harry it's true were not ready, you, you have your career I don't want anything holding you back and I want to follow my doctoring dreams. And maybe in the future when were older and wiser we can have a baby. But not now, I'm giving it up for adoption."


He lets go of my hand.

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