A fraction of what was happening these days felt so unreal to her. She had always known that her Abubakar was romantic, but not as he had been these past few days.
Guilty conscious, perhaps?
Probably.
He might have really changed like he had been saying for the past few weeks. Her Abubakar is finally back and more of an upgrade. Zeenah thought happily as she prepared his breakfast. But as soon as she cracked an egg, she felt nauseous and had to run to the nearest toilet and threw up.
When will this morning sickness ever end, she wondered sadly as she leaned her back against the sink trying to catch up her breath.
"Thought I made it clear that I don't like you stressing yourself with your condition?" She heard his voice behind her.
"I was just preparing your breakfast."
"You should
