I turned my head away and tried to ignore the painful feeling in my chest. He looked so happy. They looked so happy.
I caressed my bump. What was the right thing to do?
"Honey. You don't look good" mama said.
"I'm fine" I gave her a weak smile.
"I'll go get Niko"
"Mama don't...." I tried to stop her but she was too fast. I saw her talking to him and he turned to me. I quickly removed my eyes and focused on my nails.
I stole a glance and saw him approaching. I tried to look at anything else but him but my eyes kept darting to him.
"Mama says you are unwell" God. His voice. This was the first thing he was saying to me since our argument on new years eve. I watched the wine glasses like they were the most interesting thing in the world. I didn't want to look at his face or his eyes be
