I had just misconceived. No words of kindly advice or motherly hugs could lessen the pain that I was going through. When I refused to be handled by anyone, he came in. He had remained aloof all this time, perhaps himself going through the same agony. He pulled me beside him and wrapped me in his arms. And then all of a sudden, I was at rest. I felt nothing but calm and peace. He was to be the father of the child. But before that he was, and is, the love of my life and with him beside me, I accepted to tread the path God had laid out for me, happily.
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