in the evening the bedroom light was dim, soft and golden. The curtains were half-drawn, letting in a faint shimmer of the city outside.Viora lay on her side of the bed, her five-month belly gently curved beneath a pale blanket. Beside her, Zion had just closed his laptop and leaned back with a tired sigh.

Viora turned slowly toward him, her eyes tracing his face. She reached out and tapped his chest with her finger.

“Hey…you know what?, The baby said you forgot to kiss Mama when you came home.” said Viora playfully.