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My Gloomy Days
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Melissa! Melissa!” Salsa’s voice called earnestly as she advanced towards the closet, “Are you okay, Melissa? What is wrong with you? This is not ordinary anymore.” She gave an investigative gaze on my bust and face once more.At the time, I was still panting and struggling with breath at the sink. My stomach churned with hotness and more fluid wanted to leave my gut yet I fought it back. I was losing breath now, but I dared to breathe hard.“I shut my eyes and summoned the courage to fight off the urge to throw up again. “What is wrong with me?” I asked within myself, pondering over what I hadn’t eaten for the past days.My thought was in the direction of the food I hadn’t eaten for days now and if it was getting me sick already.“Are you OK, Melissa?” Salsa hounded me with her endless questions.Forcefully I replied her, “I am just fine. Let me be!” I snapped, almost getting furious at her. “I think I am sick. I may be visiting the family doctor soon.” I breathed uneasily and spat a
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I was able to make it to another doctor, not too far from the major town, but far from eyeshot.For over thirty minutes, I perched at my seat, waiting for the doctor to come up with the results of the test he conducted on me.He had mentioned the pregnancy confirmatory test, and my anxiety had built like rivers at the sea.The doctor was delaying and I was as anxious as a stolen cat. I couldn’t wait to hear the result despite having the instinct it was pregnancy. I had never been so cautious in life than I am now.My arms wrapped around my belly in expectation of the pregnancy.Smiling cheek to cheek, the doctor walked out with a paper in his hand. Although the smile was contagious, I wasn’t ready to return the compliment, so I frowned.As soon as he settled down he intoned, “Congratulations, Melissa,” The doctor offered a warm handshake to me, “You are two weeks pregnant, Melissa.” He handed the test result to me, his smile still kept.“Wow! Oh my God” I struggled to mutter, leaving
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Melissa! Melissa!” Salsa’s voice called earnestly as she advanced towards the closet, “Are you okay, Melissa? What is wrong with you? This is not ordinary anymore.” She gave an investigative gaze on my bust and face once more.At the time, I was still panting and struggling with breath at the sink. My stomach churned with hotness and more fluid wanted to leave my gut yet I fought it back. I was losing breath now, but I dared to breathe hard.“I shut my eyes and summoned the courage to fight off the urge to throw up again. “What is wrong with me?” I asked within myself, pondering over what I hadn’t eaten for the past days.My thought was in the direction of the food I hadn’t eaten for days now and if it was getting me sick already.“Are you OK, Melissa?” Salsa hounded me with her endless questions.Forcefully I replied her, “I am just fine. Let me be!” I snapped, almost getting furious at her. “I think I am sick. I may be visiting the family doctor soon.” I breathed uneasily and spat a
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I saw the fire in the eyes of Opula and Kate while they discussed with the lawyer and she knew a war was raging; one that would end any time soon and might be heartbreaking.“Why is the family lawyer here?” Salsa queried and settled her gaze on me who was shooting furious eyes at Opula and Kate as they seemed to be carried away by the discussion.“I guess to divorce me.” I replied, “Perhaps I shouldn’t have signed to this contract marriage in the first place since there is only one way in and too many ways out…” she paused as warm tears trickled down her cheeks. “They are embodiments of ungratefulness. After all I did for their insane brother?” I sniffed and heaved a breath.Salsa kept staring at Opula and Kate as they accompanied the lawyer to the visitors’ chamber, obviously to continue the discussion there.“Why don’t you accept the divorce and have your peace since you are not pregnant for Brian. Salsa stroked my long hair, “You have suffered enough. You have sacrificed a lot for
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Opula fumed at Melissa, “I guess you heard the doctor. Why don’t you leave now! He wants to discuss with the Fanny’s and I am sure you are no longer family.” She pointed at the door and yelled yet further, “Can't you hear me. I said leave now!”I fumed back at her, “What arrant nonsense, Opula. Have you chosen to disgrace me in public? I am still part of this family. I am Brian’s wife, legally married. You don’t have to embarrass me as though I am some stranger!”“Shhh!” Kate shut me up with her finger on her lips, “You are a liar. You are no longer my brother’s wife. He has regained his sanity and the contract marriage agreement has stated you can be divorced once he regains his sanity. Automatically, you are no longer family. Leave us now!”Opula added arrogantly, “Yes, of course, so I suggest you return home and get your luggage ready to vacate the villa because in not time soon, our lawyer will serve you the divorce papers. For now this is a matter that is exclusively reserved for
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