Why do you stink of another man?

“That's wonderful to know. You look too good.”

“And you? You look awesome?” He looked at me, his gaze stopping on my stomach. The emerald silk gown I wore was enormous, which was how it could conceal my baby bump. Should one not look closely, they might think I have a big belly. “How have you been these past few months? Have you sorted things at home?”

“Mmm. I have. My father died, which was why I left. We conducted the funeral a few months ago. It's all good now.” I smiled at him, still awed by how much he changed. It had only been a few months since we last saw each other, but he had changed so much, I wouldn't have recognized him had it not been for his hair.

John was the most handsome man in our university, which was why I doubted his intentions when he approached me. I thought he came for something else, not knowing he was genuine. Just like me, he came to the city from another country and was unfamiliar with the campus. We hit off pretty quickly and soon became best friends.

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