Aziza stood up and washed her face. She had spent most of the morning kneeling in front of the toilet, throwing up again. His words playing in her head “Our baby will never be a sin no matter when or where she or he is born”. She had let her gut down, trusted him too much and neglected contraception because he was against it. She had not seen him since the day they broke up but thinking about him always lead to uncontrollable sobbing. Her psychologist had advised that she takes some time off and focus on herself. She made a call to Lewis, informing him that she will be taking some time off. Lewis agreed knowing he had no choice on the matter. Aziza took time off work whenever she was upset but that had improved when she started dating Steve. He would have ended their partnership long time ago but she  brought in a lot of high profile clients and never lost a case. Besides a lot of absent days, she was actually every law fir

Steve was still in a daze when he received a call from an unknown number. He contemplated ignoring it but he was a public servant and could not afford to miss important calls. HelloThis is Jerome, please don’t drop it’s about Az. What about her? You need to come to Jolly island, she needs you. You really think I’m an idiot. He had no proof but suspected that Jerome was the person inciting violence against him in the dark web chat. Look man you have no reason to trust me, I can’t even believe that I’m calling you but this is important. Az has my number, she will call if she needs me.

A couple in their late fifties was staring curiously at her inspecting her from head to toe. They were Steve’s parents. Aziza, Mike’s precious jewel. Steve’s father said becoming emotional. Mike’s eyes but everything else is Lorrane. His mother added blinking to prevent her tears from falling. Aziza was stunned. John told her that his father got along well with Marlones because the activists used their farm to hide from the regime but how did they know her mother and why were they so teary? Steve was also stunned by his parent’s reaction. They were so tearful looking at Aziza. Hi Mom, hi Dad. I’m Steve your son, I’m also here. Oh shut up Steve, his mother said smilin

  Aziza paced up and down the bathroom waiting for her results. She looked at her watch, she needed to wait for two minutes to get her results, it had only been seconds but it felt like ages. She heard a tap at the door, Az please open. Steve shouted from the outside. Opening the door she threw herself in his arms, tears threatening to flow down. Why was she so emotional? She hated the feeling but couldn’t help herself.  Az, do you not want to have my child? Steve asked his heart sinking. He thought Aziza would be thrilled by the possibility but she was crying instead.  There’s nothing in this world I want more than to have your child. I just can’t stop feeling like this, she said weeping in his arms.  He laughed pulling her closer, that should be confirmation enough that someone else is toying with your

Steve stood at the alter waiting for his bride. If anyone told him a year ago that he would be dying to marry Advocate Psycho he would have had them assessed for a mental illness but here he was unable to imagine his life without her. He had his brothers Brian and Lione and his friend Dane by his side. Aziza’s bridesmaids Lizzy, Pam and Linda had also walked in their royal blue desiner exquisite dresses. His parents sat proudly at the front seat unable to hide their excitement. His and Aziza’s friends and acquaintances filled the rest of the seats. Jerome and Jay were walking up and down ensuring that everything was perfect. They had done most of the planning with the wedding planner as they did not want Aziza to stress herself and the baby. He could see John standing at the door probably waiting for Aziza to walk down the stairs from the bridal room. Journalists who invited themselves had cameras rolling waiting for the moment she walks down the isle. They were here bec