Lola's POV
"No mom, I'm not" her voice rung throughout the car.
"Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?" I asked and when I saw the tears in her eyes, I immediately regretted saying that.
"Are you mad?" she asked like she used to when she was a kid and she would do something wrong.
"Honestly, I'm not. It's good to see my daughter's not alien." I said smiling
"What?"
"Different honey, different. But I'm afraid I can't say the same for your dad."
"You said you won't tell him" she said worried that I might go back on my words.
"I won't. But what happens when it starts to show?" I asked and she hung her head in shame.
"I'll figure something out" she said
"And let's say it works, what happens when the baby comes?" I asked and her head snapped in my direction.
"By then, I'll have a job and an apartment" she replied and just as she did, the boy came to mind
"What about Maliky?" I asked another question and again, she dropped her head
"What about him mom?" she asked in a barely audible voice
"You haven't told him" I stated and she shook her head.
"He wouldn't care anyway"
"He still deserves to know that he's about to be a father. If he decides that he doesn't want anything to do with the baby or you, it's his loss"
"I hate that you're always right." she said and I chuckled
Just as we were finished talking, I got out of the car telling her she could take the car and go home. I knew that if I asked Lisa to drop me home, she would. Zanya needed to rest, she was carrying my second grandchild and I know she's a bit stressed out right now. A little sleep will do great.
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Marriage Before Love
RomansaTrapped! That's how she felt. Pregnant and trapped. read to find out why.