Anthony Nasser's POV.
Sweat and a few tears stream down my face. I know I've grown up hearing that men don't cry, that it's a sign of weakness and lack of manhood... Nevertheless, I can't help it.
I'm expecting a baby?
A baby that has been the fruit of my loins.
I can't leave this woman to her fate... Even if there is no sentimental union between her and me, it's my child... And I... I can't just run her out of here and act as if what she just told me didn't make any sense.
Faten is the proof of my lack of maturity... That night I wasn't able to think clearly, my feelings for Julieta clouded me, made me want to run away. But like any brainless i***t, I decided that the best thing to do was to melt into the hormones of this attractive woman. Faten is beautiful, she has an angelic face
