Amina laid down on the bed and pulled her shirt up revealing her flat belly. It’s been a month since she’d started therapy and it’s been hard, she’d suffered withdrawals so many times, she’d almost lost it in front of Ifeanyi’s mother a couple of times. It was hard staying away when all she could make was one phone call and she’d feel better.
The doctor, Mrs Onageh– that’s what her name tag said– rubbed a gel-like substance on her stomach and she flinched, it was cold. The woman noticed her reaction and chuckled a little making her smile. It’s been so long someone smiled at her like that. Bisi had been walking on eggshells around her and Ifeanyi didn’t know she was going through anything. She had kept it a secret from him.
The doctor placed an object on her stomach and rolled the devi
