The next day came; I prayed to the God my mother serves the morning in tears, because I didn't have the nerve to refer to Him as my God at that particular moment, knowing what I was up to.

We set out with no hospital in mind. We stumbled on a hospital and decided to give it a try; but something pulled me back just when we were about to enter through the gate. I tried to take another step forward but I felt a force pulling me back. Right there, I knew it was a sign.

“Tunde! I'm not setting a foot inside this hospital. Let's check out another one.”

He looked at me and thought 'what the heck is going on?'.

“What's wrong with this hospital?" he asked. "Let's go in first and make some enquiries."

“No!" I insisted, "My spirit is against this hospital."

We continued our search until we came across another hospital. We gave this one a try. I walked up to one of the nurses at the reception and told her I wanted to see a doctor. She brought out a form for me to fill. I handed it over to her after I was done filling it.

She directed me to join the queue at the reception and wait till the doctor called me in. Few minutes later, I was called.

I entered the doctor's office with Tunde. We exchanged greetings. He asked me so many questions, including why I wanted terminate the pregnancy. I gave him my response.

He discovered that I was a student and he requested for my school ID, which I handed over to him.

He told me he was going to take another pregnancy test, which he did. He directed me to the hospital's laboratory.

Deep down within me, I was hoping the result will come out negative; that is the only thing that can put a stop to this nightmare. But unfortunately, the result came out positive.

An hour later, we were back in his office with the result. He checked the result and documented it. He also wrote down some things on the case note.

“Are you responsible for the pregnancy?” he asked, facing Tunde.

“Yes sir!” he answered.

“Did you agree to the evacuation?” The doctor asked.

“Yes sir, it was our decision.” he replied.

The doctor brought out a form and gave it to him to fill.

“You have to fill this consent form, which will serve as an evidence that you agreed to the whole process.”

"Sir, I just told you I did.”

The doctor smiled and said;

“There have been cases where some guys have sued hospitals for carrying out abortions without their consent. This is why I need you to fill this form; there must be proper documentation."

Tunde nodded in agreement and filled the consent form. The doctor gave us the bill and instructed us to pay to the cashier. The bill was quite exorbitant. It's a big hospital, so I'd already envisaged this.

"This is too much," Tunde said as soon as we stepped out of the doctor's office.

“Seriously?! Would you rather prefer we go to some quack? See, I won't let you ruin my life. If anything happens in the near future, I know you would look for an alternative," I said, giving him a scornful look.

To be sincere, I'm beginning to hate him.

“Wait! Where is this coming from?" He asked.

I ignored him. I went straight to the cashier and paid; I'd already withdrawn money from the ATM prior to our visit to the hospital. After the payment, I was told to sit in the waiting room beside the operating theatre.

I sat there alone. I called my cousin and told her of my plight, just in case anything happens to me. I told her the name of the hospital and all she needed to know.

The doctor called me into the theatre. I saw the surgical instruments on the table and I ran out.

“I can't do this,” I cried out.

He asked one of the nurses to call my boyfriend. He came and gave me some words of encouragement, but I was scared to death. The doctors decided to put me to sleep; the operation was carried out under general anesthesia.

Hours later, I woke up. I saw my boyfriend, the doctor and two other nurses staring at me. They were all sweating profusely despite the fact that the air conditioner was on. I looked straight into Tunde's eyes, they were blood-red; seems he's been crying all these while.

"What's going on here?” I asked with fear and trembling.

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