"Mother, I couldn't count how many times I have said a blatant no to your request. I'm pregnant, not needy," Amahale's voice rang with a harsh undertone that startled not only her mother but the messenger that had arrived earlier with the message.
The messenger shifted uncomfortably, glancing up every now and then before straightening his white uniform. A crest of their family symbol was stamped on the chest region. Amahale eyed him with contempt as she mentally tried to understand why her mother was being so official about this.
"You need to honor the invitation, I miss you so," her mother's voice cut through the telephone speakers making Amahale squint in annoyance.
Something almost seemed amiss. She and her mother weren't so close but considering the relationship she had with her father, it was something tangible. However, this coming from her mother just after she had told her parents some days ago that she was pregnant with the child of her runaway lover was suspicious.
Is this the start of a romance between two people who care for each other or is it the start of two people 'thrown together' because of circumstantial evidence and futuristic hopes?
Only time will truly tell and you will be there to find out!