Chapter 85

I have been nervous and anxious this entire week,I can't believe I agreed to the dinner but that is the only way he is going to leave me and my son alone.

I'm also nervous about telling my son who his father was. I bit my lips as I looked at myself in the mirror. I wore simple black one strapped dress with a silt at the right thigh.

I heaved a big sigh and walked out of the room, I entered my son's room to see him brushing his curls.

"Look who's grown up now. Brushing your hair" I say with a smile and he giggled.

"Ik wil een volwassen mama zjin" he replies in dutch and I groan. I have lived here for four good years and I still haven't picked up some words.

(I want to be a grown up mommy)

I'm still learning,it is good thing my workers understand English.

"You know I can't really speak dutch. How would you feel if I replied in Spanish"I say with a teasing smile

"I also understand Spanish mommy. You are just slow to pick up" he says with a shrug.

"No seas un saberlo toda mi vida" I say