Ameelah slowly walked towards the door, her heart hammering. “Please Lord, don’t tell me that my family found me this early,” she thought. She is not yet ready to face them. She loves her freedom now. She loves to be alone in the meantime, while nurturing her pregnancy.
She peeped on the door’s peeping hole but could not see anyone outside. “Who is there?” she asked shakily. She waited for a while before a pleasant male voice reached her hearing.
“Miss, I am Randy, one of the staff here. Apology for disturbing you, I just wanted to let you know that we might have an electricity cut- out before midnight as announced by the Vegas Electric Corporation. Please be safe and close your door properly,” the male staff replied in his polite and baritone voice.
Ameelah was able to breath with re
