MY MISTAKE

How do I know when he would return? I sat down thinking, my seeming joy of pregnancy turning to sorrow right before my eyes. If he does not come again, what would I do? He may claim the baby is not his. He may not believe that I've taken in. I wept so much, my eyes became sore. Thoughts kept on coming into my heart. Fear gripped me at a period, the fear of the unknown, of rejection. While on the thoughts, Paul came to my mind. After all, he has saved me from troubles on campus. He could be of help now. 

I called him, but could not pick immediately until after an hour. I was exhausted from worry. He came to my matrimonial home after work. He strolled in looking depleted. I prepared food for him and made him rest on the couch. Could you believe that Demola's mom called? I greeted her cordially but she chose to be bitchy."I have called your husband severally but his line was not going through. Have you made him block me? The other day he sent me packing. You this lady, why wi