**zinhle's pov**
i got in the car, he was already in... i couldn't tell his emotions, he just had his straight face. he drove off in silence until we reached home, he was about to go out when i held him back.
me: thato we should talk about this.
thato: and what exactly will we talk about it? or will we talk of how you're pregnant with my brother's child and...
me: thato..
thato: no zinhle, you told me you weren't ready for pregnancy... you kept drinking morning afters every time we did the deed but for him you decided not to do it?
me: i... it totally slipped my mind babe i...
thato: don't! don't you dare call me that zinhle! you should've used protection at least!
he yanked his hand from mine attempting to go out but stopped and looked back at me.
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