Chapter 35: Chapter Thirty-Five

“When my mother fell pregnant, everything went to hell.” And to think that all this time, he’d thought less of both her and her mother.

“That’s when her parents disowned her.” He said.

“They called me an abomination, told her she had shamed their name before they threw her on the streets at night like a rabid dog. She had nothing else to wear but the clothes on her back, nothing to eat. They did it without a care as to where she would sleep.”

“I’ve never met them and I’m glad I didn’t.” She couldn’t have kept the conviction from her words even if she’d tried. Rafiq could only imagine what that must have been like for her mother. Pregnant, alone and frightened with no one to turn to. How could parents do that to their own child? It was a pity it happened more often than he liked in his country.

“I was too young to understand what was happening when she left him. It was… intense. But I remember the last time I saw him, before he found me again.”