Pregnant and Homeless

Pregnant and Homeless

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The rain had no mercy. It slapped the city like it was punishing every soul in it. People with homes ran faster. Those with cars locked their doors. Those with umbrellas hid under shop roofs. But Amara didn't have any of those. Her pregnancy eight months and heavy sat like a stone under her soaked dress as she pushed her back against the wall beside the abandoned bus terminal. Her breath trembled. Hunger bit her. Fear slept beside her every night like a husband she didn't choose. She didn't know what hurt more... The cold. The baby kicking inside her. Or the memory of the man who promised her love but left her with nothing no house, no name, no future. She looked up at the sky and whispered: "God, if this child must enter the world through suffering... then at least let me survive to see them open their eyes." And the night swallowed her prayer.
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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