What Doesn't Kill you Makes You Stronger

part 4

I choked at his words. His adaucity to wash clean of himself at what was tormenting me mentally. It made me curse all if his 18 generations.

Again aborting thoughts resurfaced but soon they were wiped clean for I had no choice.

The following months became a burden. The kick from the fetus did nothing to help but made me be more sensitive of my position. The shame of being pregnant was registered.

I became silent as I tried to make myself stronger untill the day I gave birth. Blacklisted all of my friends numbers.

I used every cent I had to buy everything a child needs. On August 14th, I gave birth to a baby boy.

With two English names, though I hated the father, I took his surname as my child family name.

I was happy for I thought I had crossed the biggest hurdle in my life but that's when the nightmare begun.