CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: A Collins

“Gugu, can I ask you a favor?”

“Sure!” She smiled at me after taking a big bite on her sandwich that I made.

“Can you watch Amara the entire day? I have a feeling that someone will harm her.” I brought my index finger on my mouth and bit my nail. My heart is racing since I received that vision.

“Does it have to do with your vision the other day?” She stuffed the last piece of sandwich in her mouth.

I nodded and glanced at Amara who was approaching in our direction with Mandy. She waved her hands at me from the distance. I waved back and I couldn’t help looking at her bulgy tummy. It was getting more visible in the eyes with her tight shirt choking it.

“Why don’t you tell Grip about it?” She was looking at Amara.

“I’m afraid that he might end up reaping the baby instead of helping.” I looked away.

I know Grip. He’s not allowed to intervene with the living’s businesses. He will do what he was told to do. The heaven’s will is his supreme priority. No one could sway him, not even me