CHAPTER 9

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I threw the perfume bottles into the trash. No use keeping them now. He was with her while I was being cut open to deliver our baby. Not two states away on business, but down town, in the apartment he bought for her. What else did he lie about? Did he ever love me? Do they have a child together? Did she give him the son he wanted? Are they even married? I mean a whole six years

This whole time, I was using the same perfume as her. Barry must have been having a field three years. Same name, same perfume. No wonder he never smelled different.

What did I ever do the man? I loved him with my whole being. I cut off all my friends for him. I did everything he asked, not once did I nag him. I wore what he wanted me to wear and now that I think of it, he always asked me to wear big clothes, he claimed he didn't want any man to see my figure. Because it was only meant for his eyes. I think he wanted to drown me in clothes to hide how fat I was. I am just a size 14. Is it that bad?

I pulled up my shirt and scrutinized my stomach. Granted I had stretch marks and a bulge but it wasn't that bad. I hastily covered my body and took a deep breath.

"Mummy" I heard from behind me

I quickly turned to see my crying daughter. She heard us.

"Hey shh shh, don't cry. Please don't cry." I begged and held her.

"Daddy is bad" she confessed and bawled her eyes out harder

"No Daddy loves you baby. He doesn't know how to show it" I said. I didn't know if I just lied or I spoke the truth.

"Really?" She asked hopefully

I nodded. Her cries reduced.

"Mommy I'm hungry" she announced after her cries completely died down. I laughed and kissed all over her face causing her to giggle

"It tickles Mommy" she announced through a fit of giggles.

Without a child to live for, I would have completely lost my mind.

After feeding Mariana we watched a few cartoons, played a few games before we decided to go out for ice cream. Mariana was so happy, and her happiness was contagious. That was until I saw the other Selena at the same Ice cream spot with a Child of about three or four resting on her hips.

I didn't need a DNA test to know the baby was Barry's. He was just like his father. Selena noticed my gaze and she smirked.

"How old is he?" I asked

She wasn't expecting that question. However she took delight in supplying the answer.

"He's three. Conceived with your playlist" she taunted. On my anniversary. Had I interrupted, this boy wouldn't be here. I should have I thought bitterly.

"Mommy" Mariana called pointing at the ice cream display. I smiled at her then I looked back at Selena. I have never hated a woman so deeply.

I walked around her to get ice cream for my daughter. I heard Selena scoff, she was expecting to get a reaction out of me but I won't give her the satisfaction.

If she was with Barry for his money, well he is about to be left without a Kobo for her son to inherit.

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GLOSSARY

Kobo: Nigerian currency

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