My pregnancy mood, my husband and the seer
I was lying on my bed last night, watching my Korean drama while waiting for my husband to come back. I’d sent him out to buy me suya, and it was already midnight. Don’t blame me — that’s what the baby wanted. Just when I was getting lost in the movie, my phone started ringing. I picked it up and saw Chioma calling. I frowned. Why would Chioma be calling me this late? Still, I shrugged and answered. The moment the call connected, her anxious voice came through " Lioness, where is your husband?” “My husband? I sent him to buy me suya. What’s up?” “Hmmm… by this time of the night?” she asked slowly. “Yeah. That’s what I was craving.” She sighed deeply. “Okay oh… but there’s something bothering me. I didn’t know if I should tell you, but my mind has been disturbing me to speak.” “Chioma, tell me what’s wrong,” I yawned. “I saw your husband entering a hotel with a dark-skinned lady. They were so intimate and…” “Wait, Chioma! Did you say a dark lady? Not a fair one?” I cut her off, sh...