FORTY TWO: TENSION

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"However, if the conducted test result shows that you're pregnant, I swear to Almighty God, you won't like the outcome." - Uloma. † † † Obioma heaved a sigh of relief as she laid on her bed. A knock on her door jerked her up and she rubbed her eyes sleepily as she stared at the smiling face of Sharon. She sat up; forcing a smile. "You're back." She stated and Sharon nodded. "Yes I am. How are you feeling now?" She sat next to her while Obioma looked taken aback. "Evelyn told us you vomited this afternoon. Is anything the matter?" "I'm fine. Just feeling a bit tired." Obioma told her; already wishing she had uncaring house mates. She was fed up with all the concern and care she was receiving. "I'll leave you to rest then.'' Sharon stood up and left the room. Glad that she was now

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