To say that I am shocked will be an understatement. For a horrible second, I think he has come to ask mum to kick me out of his house. I know he has not been talking to mum and dad because they have been keeping me at their place. I look at him and his eyes are different. He has not come here to fight. He has grown a beard and has been gyming. He looks sexier if that’s possible. I try to remind myself that he is not mine, anymore. He slowly stands up and is checking me out head to toe, like I have been doing to him. I wonder if I look different too. Can he see my baby bump? He is about to say something but before he can utter a word, I turn around and leave as fast as I can. This is too much, already. Seeing him. I wouldn’t be able to bear it if he is here to berate or accuse me again. And
