One Night Stand

Chapter 8

Gabriella‘s POV

When Xander turned a year old, I went back to school. I was freelancing and active with my

photography. I was studying part-time, and finally, I graduated, and I couldn't find a job. I also wanted to

improve my photography and videography skills. Xander and I agreed to go visit one of the shelters

every Saturday morning. Xander was now four years old, and he was such a sweet little boy. Because I

didn't have a car, I leased a studio near his school to take him to pre-school every morning and pick

him up every day. Alex and Chloe married last year and bought a house. On Saturday, Chloe and Alex

were hosting a barbecue, and we were invited. We took a cab to Alex and Chloe's home after visiting

the shelter with Xander. We were the only ones there, with the exception of a few of Alex's friends.

Since we were always looked down on as orphans, Chloe and I have never been very good at making

friends. Due to the inclement weather outside, we chose to stay indoors and watch television. Xander

was outside with Alex and his friends. We weren't paying attention to what was on TV or what was

being said as we were busy talking about work, but I heard it.

"It has now been confirmed that Javier Hills, the zillionaire businessman, is no longer reachable.

Sandra Williams, his seven-year-old girlfriend, is now engaged to him. When I saw Javier's photos on

TV, my jaw dropped wide. I wasn't in the mood. About 5 years ago, he was dating someone when he

slept with me. So that's why he abandoned me and left me in such a manner. I screamed. I couldn't

control myself any longer. It was as though I'd seen a ghost. Then it dawned on me what had novelbin

happened. I was just supposed to be a one-night stand for him. Why did I make such a big deal out of

it? I wiped my tears. I know he's alive, at the very least. If Xander enquired about his father, I would tell

him that he is alive but is unable to join us. That's better than telling him I'm not sure whether he's alive

or not. After the barbecue, we came home. I bathed and put Xander to bed. As soon as I walked inside

my room, I started crying. What drove him to do such a thing to me? He had prior experience. He could

have pulled out or used a condom at the very least. I appeared to be well throughout the day, but I

knew I was drained. He had a girlfriend, so he should have been responsible. At the very least, I now

accept and acknowledge my unimportance. I'm not going to bother him in any way. His absence has

been beneficial to my son and me in many ways. We've been able to get by without him. He is

completely unaware that he is a father. I dropped my son off at school the following day and went to

work. Due to the increasing demand for studio photographs, my studio was recently filled.