Four

Ziah was avoiding me like the plague. Despite my numerous efforts to be alone with him or even make him notice me, nothing was working. He kept snubbing me every time.

One time, I met him in the kitchen eating a cake with Vespa and hugging her from behind. I tried to sound casual and initiate a conversation, but he barely looked up and ignored me.

Another time, they were in the garden, and I decided to join them. Ziah carried Vespa bridal style, and they headed back inside. He kept being very petty, and I waited and hoped to catch him alone, but every time he was always with her.

I felt a stinging rejection, and he was treating me like a stranger. He seemed to live only to please Vespa, ignoring me and our unborn baby. The pain and hurt were accumulating, and I didn't know how much more I could take.

My last attempt was so bad that I cried in my room. There, I saw him coming and hugged his girl so tight she was oblivious that I was behind them, and Ziah kissed her deeply.

I knew that I