Nora

My baby was already here. I was the most happiest mother alive.

“Who is a good boy.” I kept on gushing over my baby.

Then Solange appeared in the room. She was naked. And she didn’t look happy.

“Congrats,” she eyed me. “I can see you’re very happy.”

I ignored her, and went on with gushing over my baby. “My precious.”

Solange came forth, her boobs dangling on her chest. “I am talking to you, you slut!” she roughly grabbed my arm, and I squealed.

“What do you want from me!”

“I don’t want you to be happy.” She yelled back. “I want that piece of shit, you have...