Cherokee`s POV
I look around me at the earliest of the morning, who would ever think I could be in a stranger`s home for much longer like I have done. Three days. That's how long I have been staying at Donnie`s place with my baby bump. Donnie had so nice to me. I had disregarded the pain Brown had left me in. I did nothing but do some of his household chores and sometimes, gardening. Even at that, I had to plead with him to do them. He never wanted me to tender his garden, "pretty lady can't you see you are heavily pregnant and don't need to stress your unborn baby."
He would plead with me not to litter or stress myself but I thought it is not courtesy to be in his home and not help not with and chores. He would see me as not being homely and think that was the reason the father of my u
