Idowu Adebayo Shola@lebar4real
Short Tragic Tale
For six years, Lena and Alex lived as an unmarried couple, deeply in love but reckless. Five times she had fallen pregnant. Five times they quietly visited the same clinic and ended the pregnancies without complications. Each time they told themselves it was the last.
Now they were finally getting married. The grand church wedding was set, with strict Catholic rules: a pregnancy test three days before the ceremony. Everything was booked, dress, rings, honeymoon. Two weeks before the big day, the familiar nausea returned. The test confirmed their worst fear: she was pregnant again. Panic set in.
“The church will cancel everything,” Lena whispered, tears falling. “My family, the whole town… they can’t know.” There was no discussion. They booked the sixth abortion for the next day.
The procedure started normally, but suddenly severe bleeding began. The doctors couldn’t stop it. Lena died on the table at just twenty-seven. Alex received the call while holding her wedding dress.
He drove home, placed her favorite flowers on their bed, and wrote a short note: “We ended six lives together.
Now I’m ending mine.
I’ll see you soon.” That same night, he hanged himself in their bedroom. The church bells rang the following week not for a wedding, but for two funerals. Their secret died with them.