Balqis’s POV.
I put on my earrings and applied found my face with foundation despite the strings of hot tears cascading. I had to dance if I were to survive.
Adonai’s funeral had been held three days ago, but I’d been unable to bring myself to attend. Only Nirvana and her mum could attend.
Julius came by our home just once, to say hello, but I couldn’t bring myself to face him. How on earth could I tell him that his dead friend was the father of my unborn pup?
‘Yes. This might be for the best’ I agreed with myself and stepped out of the dressing room to the lobby of the club, sadly.
Funny how things turned out this way. I had refused to get an abortion; the thought of killing an innocent life, who had just lost its father, haunted me so much that I couldn’t sleep.
Every night, I
