"I found the person who could be the one who got you pregnant."
For the next few seconds, silence filled the line. Amala said nothing more, and Lola's grip on the phone tightened as her shoulders stiffened.
When Lola first learned she was pregnant, she had tried to piece together the hows, the whens, the wheres. There was no way she could simply be pregnant out of nowhere. But with limited resources back then, how could she uncover who might have done something so horrible to her in a foreign country?
It wasn't that she had given up. She had only delayed the search because of the pregnancy. After losing her child, she thought of resuming it—partly to distract herself—but life had always seemed to be set on extra-hard mode for her. Detours kept piling up. Only now, with the resources she finally had, could she restart the search.
All she wanted was to know what had happened to her six years ago.
