Who is my baby's father?

a's

I shouted from our

footsteps rush

out my blessin

ly rolled my eyeballs at, because she does this every and any time I'm about to go out, so

god-fearing, rich and handso

aughter, she stopped an

on't want to think about marriage, or

y dumb words (well, she always think my spe

to see you happy, and besides I want you to g

literally her gr

nt to marry me, I'm not educated and beau

but I don't know anything abou

to me?" Aunt's question

nd show her my

nt. I'm

g Amen to everything I've bee

" I re

s on the only sofa w

ar you" she

"Amen!

dless widow. Her husband d

e for me like a real mother. Though she's poor, she always try

ssage her sho

and handsome gentlemen one of these days" I confidently assured her

because I've just said ex

d! S

olitely, and ran out before s

her muttered, but

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y ears as I jumped and sing happily in my melodious

arty, it's actually a kid's birthday party, b

I press the doorbell and waited

t, she's wearing a white and black striped un

oon, ma'am"

r. Are you looking for

that was hired to per

n a second, let me confir

ting for a few minutes, she came out again,

and he held a balloon in his left

is the girl"

and I smiled back, she has th

boy couldn't wait that long, so

pouted in disappointment, imm

r her?" I asked suggestive

e boy step forward

tronger tha

my party, you're dirty" his eyes

ig red stain on it which made me frown, a

ther cautioned him. "Now apol

fed and turned around, then stormed inside

he'd be respectful since he'

back to me with an

boy's manner, I re

off with a

ll. He's still a kid

nodd

our understan

onna go" I

till ne

led, and w

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a cros

get scared most times when I want to cross this road, be

is right across the road, so no matter how

ld woman who's finding it hard to cross.

granny" I greet

oon, my dear

doesn't look like a poor woman, because she's dres

wish, I wish my aunt ca

a cross to the other

an you

and her eyes shon

s rushed as before, I gently pulled her with

dear" she

ny. It's something I

d pat me on m

in front of us. The driver st

y mouth wide open, don't

is this old

e, I hope to see you nex

t to be" I si

en the car was about to drive awa

wards the car, I tapped th

is it,

ed the

e fell dow

irl, may God bless you" she s

spot. Then I start m

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d me, some were clapping theirs hands, some singing along wi

cap, which I had put on the ground in front of me earlier. So

g around to go sit on a small bench at a corner, I

own, hoping I'd kiss the ground, but fortunately for

my face, because I realized a Greek god was staring right at me. His gray eyes star

them, I found myself reaching for his face and caressing his very smooth cheek

asked in his deep, bu