SOPHIA
“You’re pregnant.”
Those two words make everything fall apart inside of me. Aimen perks up, grinning with all her teeth on display.
The doctor seems to wait for my reaction and I stare blankly at her. It isn’t just the fact that I don’t like kids, I’ve just never thought of having my own.
The past month has passed agonizingly slow. The status of my relationship with Abdallah hasn’t changed much since that last time I talked to him. There are a few snippets of conversation, sure but it’s nothing like it used to be.
I occasionally find him staring at me only to look away when I catch him. I had lost all hope and was just waiting for a divorce.
And now this.
It’s hard to even comprehend that Abdallah is my husband much less the fact that I’m carrying his child. That’s just plain
