“I’m pregnant.” She spoke softly, trembling with fear.
That’s not the kind of news I’d expected her to bring then, but I love her, and was ready to be her husband.
I set rolling my quest towards making our relationship official. I requested that she took me to her family.
We are from the same village, which was an interesting thing. How I’d wished we share the same surname just as my married neighbor.
I saw her father, we recognized each other. He asked after my mother, his ex who deserted him shortly after they birthed me.