Pregnant (My Story)
“I’m pregnant,” I blurted out. I knew I now had his undivided attention, like when he was sweet-talking me out of my knickers. “I’m pregnant, J…” “I heard you,” he
“I’m pregnant,” I blurted out. I knew I now had his undivided attention, like when he was sweet-talking me out of my knickers. “I’m pregnant, J…” “I heard you,” he
A month after breaking my heart alongside my virginity, the man responsible for the crime committed the same heinous act with my younger sister. We were living in Mombasa at the time, on a beach house at the very edge of the Indian Ocean overlooking its warm waters.