VENUS’S POV.
I kept mute for a while as I thought of what to say. What to tell her, to not get her worked up.
“Venus! You there!” I heard her say, her soft voice fitting through my thoughts like scissors does to fabrics.
“Yea. I’m fine. How are you doing too?” I lied, biting on my lower lip to stop myself from sobbing.
She was quiet for a while.
“No, you are not. You sound worried and different. What happened, Venus? Talk to me. Is it the twins? Did they do something to you? Huh….Oh no! Did they refuse the babies? Is that it? Talk to me, Venus. Please.” She begged.
Mila had always been such a good friend to me that sometimes I wondered what I had done to deserve her. To earn her love and affection. Her friendship as well.
I wanted to lie to her. I tried to tell her that I was okay.
