"That's not true. I didn't say I was pregnant."
"But that was what you said, Osy." Mar takes a step towards me.
And this is what happens when you can't keep your big mouth, shut. Had you minded your business, this wouldn't have happened.
"Are you a fool?" I look around, "how can a man be pregnant?" I laugh at the stupidity of it all.
"Tell me, why can't a man be pregnant?' He sniffed the air around me as if he were a dog, "that will explain your change of scent. And when you sniff closely, it's appetizing."
"You— you pervert!"
"Only for you, Osy." Mar smirked, "I'm a pervert for the daddy of my child." He kept approaching me while I take steps backwards.
I look around for a chance to escape from him in the present. And when the opportunity presented itself, I dashed towards the door as if all hell were after me.
