People & Society
Motherhood did not fit into that life.
Her son had been born from a relationship that had never really been a relationship. The man had smiled at her for one summer, touched her as though she mattered, and disappeared the moment responsibility entered the picture. When Maya told him she was pregnant, he looked at her as if she had brought him bad news that belonged to someone else.
“This isn’t my life,” he had said.
For the rest of her life, Maya would hear that silence.
Not the music from the lake.
Not the laughter.
Not the voices that called her wild and free.
Only the silent room.
Pregnancy & Maternity
Only the useless bottles beside the crib.
Only the name of the child who had waited for her…
until he could wait no longer.
