All Giselle could do was nod. "Okay then. I'll go with you."
Vivienne took nothing except for some water. Giselle, too, grabbed a few hurried bites before paying the bill and leaving the restaurant.
She accompanied Vivienne to a private OB-GYN clinic, where they made an appointment for a consultation.
After the consultation, Vivienne had to queue up for a series of preliminary checkups. Giselle was with her all the time, chatting the whole time to provide some comfort, but Vivienne remained quiet. She seemed blue and distracted, perhaps out of fear or reluctance.
Giselle visited the bathroom while waiting for the report. When she returned, she found Vivienne sobbing in a corner.
"What's wrong?" Giselle was taken aback and at a loss seeing her friend crying and trembling all over. "Is something wrong with the checkup report? Are you feeling sick?"
Vivienne shook her head. She continued sobbing without any explanation.
"If you're scared of the pain, shall we come another day and get an abortion under anesthesia?"
Vivienne still shook her head. She wouldn't stop crying.
Giselle could not make out what she was mumbling about, but she could totally relate to Vivienne because she too had experienced an abortion before.
She offered some weak words of comfort. Then, an idea popped into her head.
She wandered out of the lounge and found a quiet corner to call Sebastian.
…
Half an hour later, Vivienne was so close to entering the operating theater when Sebastian rushed to the hospital. He showed up at the floor where Vivienne was about to undergo the abortion and yelled her name aloud.
Giselle found it unbelievable that Sebastian had, for once, proved that he was reliable.
Way before this, she learned from Vivienne that Sebastian was only in love with her because she resembled his first love when he was 16 years old.
Tragically, his first love passed away from sickness at age 17 and was etched into his memory. From then on, he had always picked his girlfriends based on his first love.
When he crossed paths with Vivienne, he launched a passionate pursuit of her when he realized that her looks and voice resembled his deceased first love—everything but her personality.
His words of comfort had only triggered her. She slapped him in the face, scolding him, "What's more to talk about? Your family has arranged blind dates for you with candidates from similar backgrounds. I'm nothing!
"I have the right to my body. If I want an abortion, so be it. You don't have a say!"
Sebastian couldn't do anything in the face of her emotional outburst. Out of ideas, he carried her frail and petite frame over his shoulder and hurried down the stairs.

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