Thwap!, came the first slap. She reeled back in pain, clutching her 8months bump as if to keep the baby from dropping. This child is yours Nonso!, she protested but Nonso would not hear it.
Blinded by anger, he beat her unconscious.
The village midwife came out to the pacing Nonso and gave the news to him. Shock and pain overtook him. He stared down at his hands as though they had only just appeared. Hands that once soothed and caressed had taken a life, her life, his Rima’s life!
He fell to the earth and cried bitter tears.