Amber couldn’t stop the flowing of her tears. Her hand shook as she stared intently at the date stated in the email she had just received. She put her hand to her stomach and rubbed it gently. Her heart was heavy with guilt.
It was less easy the first time but aborting another unwanted pregnancy didn’t get any easier.
Her mother Maria placed her well manicured fingers on her shoulder and patted them gently.
“You are making the right decision my love.”
“Mum, can’t I at least keep the baby? I want a kid for myself.”
“You want a distraction Amber. Kids should only be born in a safe and wealthy environment.”
Amber let out a deep breath. “Was I a distraction for you? I mean when you had me?”
Maria pulled back slowly. She hadn’t expected such an outrageous question from Amber who had bare
