He stopped, looking at me with a complex expression, before finally letting out a soft sigh.
That night, I curled up on the other side of the bed, one hand gently resting on my abdomen.
"Don't be afraid, baby. Mommy will protect you."
When I got up, Kenneth was already gone.
On the bedside table was a note.
[I have something urgent and left early. There’s breakfast in the fridge, remember to eat.]
But I knew that today, the woman named Yara whom he had mentioned was back in the country.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a friend request. It was Yara.
Instinctively, I felt that this "Yara" was the Yara of Kenneth.
Sure enough, after accepting her friend request, I saw her pinned post.
The date was four years ago, the same year Kenneth and I had started our relationship.
The caption read: "Kenneth will forever wait for me to return to the country and will forever love me."
I saw Kenneth's reply: Forever.
It had been a week since Kenneth had last returned and I had also received my IELTS exam results.
I could finally leave.
I opened my phone and booked a flight for three days later.
Before leaving the country, I made plans to have a meal with my best friend and told her about my decision to go abroad.