Chapter Eleven

Rose

Dread was visible on her cute baby face. She ran her hand on her round stomach. Her lavender gown was loose around her six-month pregnant stomach, almost hiding her pregnancy. The end of her hair was curled and falling behind her back.

One more time, she sprayed the mist behind her ears, hoping it would block the smell of alcohol.

"Momma, why are we not with Isha aunt?" It was Selena's demand to wear pink on the wedding day

"Because she's going to come to our home. It'll be her home too. You should go with your grandma if you want to be with them."

She looked up at her. Her pink princess dress was reaching her knees, it was puffy from down her waist, "But I can't leave you and baby alone. Dad won't be happy with it." A frown settled on her forehead.

She smiled, "I'm not alone. Guards are outside the door. You can check."

Her thin lips pressed together. She didn't look away.

It made her smile.

"Okay, just scream a