Dalia looked at their entwined hands before shifting her gaze to her mother's face. "So when are you going to tell me that you're pregnant?" She heard her mother asked. She gaped at her mother before taking her eyed off as she tried to free her hand. "Mama, I never said I was pregnant. He told you that I was pregnant?" She said hurriedly with a blush.

Her mother chuckled softly as she shook her head. "How old do you think I am, missy? I know you're pregnant right before you went to the ...