Prologue

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Mzamo: uqonde ukuthini mawuthi asihlukane? (What do you mean when you say we should break up?)

Nelisiwe: angisakwazi ukuba nawe (I can't be with you anymore)

She said as her tears fell down her face.

Mzamo: ungangidakelwa Nelisiwe sonke lesikhathi nginawe ima uzobona ukuthi awusakwazi ukuba nami? Ukuthathapholi lokho? Ngenzeni yini le engiyenzile engeke sisakwazi ukuyilungisa enza ungishiye? Angikaze ngikufebele Nelisiwe kuleminyaka eyishumi nanye ubuthi ngichitha isizungu ngawe? (Don't shit on me, Nelisiwe. All this time, I'm with you. You're only seeing it now that you don't want to be with me? Where is it coming from? What did I do? What is it that I did that can't be fixed and makes you want to leave me? I have never cheated on you, Nelisiwe. In the past 11 years, we have been together, and you thought I was just spending my loneliness with you)

I let my tears fall as she just fell on her knees and cried.

End of flashback***

I quickly wiped the tears that managed to fall. Have you ever gotten your heart broken by the one person you trusted the most? That was me. I met Nelisiwe in primary, where we started dating. I was in grade 6 (12) and she was in grade 5(10), she broke up with me after 11 years of being together without an explanation and a week later I was sent intimate pictures of her with another man. I was beyond hurt, my ego was bruised and I lost myself and later on lost both my parents on my graduation day due to a car accident, they were on their way to my graduation and they both died on the spot. That year was the hardest year of my life. I lost everyone that I held dear.

Nelisiwe came to the funeral and comforted me I won't lie at that moment all I wanted was to be in her arms and have her take the pain away but I couldn't get her betrayal off my mind. I was the only child, so everything was left to me. My uncle and his wife helped me build myself they didn't let me drown in my pain. A month later, Nelisiwe and her mother showed up at my doorstep and told me they were there to announce her pregnancy.

My blood boiled as the thought of her sleeping with her new man and pinning the pregnancy on me rushed through my mind, but because I respected her mother, I let them in.

Flashback***

MamHadebe: mfana wami kade ngakugcina (my boy, it's been a while)

I gave her a warm smile as I placed some tea and biscuits in front of them.

Mzamo: impela sesiside isikhathi ma (it has been a while, mom)

MamHadebe: uzizwa unjani oodwa mfana wami? Ngagcina ukukubona emgcwabeni awusezi ukuzongibheka phela sengigugile (How are you feeling, my boy? I last saw you at the funeral. You no longer come to see me. I'm getting old now)

I sighed heavily. So she didn't tell her mother? I shook my head.

Mzamo: bengisazoza ma angikukhohlwanga (I was still going to come, mom. I haven't forgotten about you)

MamHadebe: kulungile ke, size la ngomonakalo osuwenzekile emagcekeni akoHadebe (it's okay, we are here because of the damage that has been done at my home)

Mzamo: engabe kuyini lokho ma (what is it, mom)

MamHadebe: usungene esibayeni sika Bhungane mfana wami washaya neqanda ngaphekwalokho, sila sizobika isisu (you went inside her father's kraal and impregnated his daughter on top of that, we are here to announce her pregnancy)

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. I looked at Nelisiwe, whose eyes couldn't even meet mine. Was this some sort of prank? I stared at her waiting for her to speak up, but she didn't, so I decided to tell her mother myself.

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