Karen’s POV cont.
Sometimes I wish I should just die and run away from all this. It took almost forever to get to the market even though I used the short cut. I was walking slowly heading home when a car drove past me and stopped. As the lady got down I recognized her.
‘Karen,’ she called walking towards me and from the look she was surprised of how I looked.
‘Myve,’ I called back.
She is Cindy’s friend.
‘What are you doing here?’ She asked.
‘I had gone to pick some stuffs in the market,’ I said pointing backwards.
‘Aren’t you working?’
‘Long story,’
‘Am going to a party that will be held tonight. But this is my card, give me a call. I know you are still a good person no matter what bad things you have done,’ she said with a smile.
I felt warm tears down my chicks and I wiped them away quickly.
‘Thank you, I will get going now,’
‘I can give you a ride. We are going in the same direction.’
I nodded and entered the car.
‘Where do you stay?’ She asked starting the car.
‘Am married and it’s not far from here,’ I said trying hard to fight the tears.
‘To whom?’
‘His name is Andrew. Which party are you going to attend?’ I asked changing the topic.
‘Alex invited me to a party that’s why I came back to the country,’
‘That’s good,’
‘What happened to your job?’
‘I resigned before I got married to Alex,’
‘Congratulations you are pregnant,’
‘I don’t think its actually good news,’
‘It is, a lot of women desire to carry their own kids but can’t,’
‘It’s father rejected us,’
‘But you are still married to him?’
‘The one am married to is not the father,’
‘Were you married three times within six months?’
I nodded facing down actually it is not something am proud of.