Illicit love
Tinashe pulled up a chair for me to sit, his expression resolute.
Tinashe :How are you feeling? {he asked gently, his deep voice soothing}
Amahle's gaze drifted to her belly, and my heart skipped a beat. The pregnancy, had seen the signs and symptoms though I hoped for it not to be true.Amahle's future, her well-being – everything was at stake. I squeezed her hand, trying to offer what little comfort I could.
Me : We're here for you, chommie. No matter what.
Tinashe nodded vigorously, determination etched on his face.Amahle's eyes filled with tears, and I knew she was struggling. 'I'm scared,' she whispered, her voice trembling.
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