Yasmin dropped a message to Declan and left for her parent's place. She reached there in no time.
"Mommy." She hugged her and giggled with joy.
Maya couldn't help but laugh loudly. "My little girl can now walk without a crutch. I am overjoyed."
"Oh, mommy, I have something more exciting than this," Yasmin squealed, clasping her shoulders.
"What is it? Are you pregnant?"
Yasmin's smile became frozen, and her grip on her shoulders loosened. All her excitement and joy vanished in an instant. The word "pregnant" brought back painful memories she had buried deep within her.
Maya was also depressed to see her sad look. She regretted asking that question.
"Yasmin…" She put her fingers down her chin. "I am sorry, darling."
"It's okay, mommy, I am fine." Yasmin stretched her lips. "Uh… Could you please give me some juice? My throat is dry."
