Samantha

"What?!" I blurted. Ma. Ziza smiled at me as she flipped through the book pages.

"You both had s*x, right?" She grinned. I slammed the book and faced her

"Who the f*ck told you about that?!"

"No need to feel irritated or embarrassed. You should be happy that my son had time for you" I clenched my jaw as I got pissed off at her statement. How did she know that we were intimate last night?

"You did the right thing, Samantha" Ma. Ziza said and I felt my cheeks flush red.

"Can I have a little privacy with myself?"

"You are going to yell at yourself, right? Is...