Sabrina froze for half a second, then forced a laugh.
“I mean, it just feels like four months.”
But the damage was done.
Because Terrence had only been seeing Sabrina for a little over two months.
Ivonne blinked hard.
Kesha looked from Sabrina to Terrence, then back again.
And you could almost hear the math entering the room.
Later that night, Terrence cornered Sabrina in the bedroom.
“What did you mean by four months?” he asked.
Sabrina rolled her eyes. “You’re overthinking.”
Terrence stepped closer. “No. You said what you said.”
Sabrina’s voice got louder. “And what if I did? You gonna interrogate a pregnant woman now?”
The argument spilled into the hallway. Doors slammed. Voices rose.
Ivonne came out of her room. Kesha stayed close enough to hear every word.
And for the first time since Nyla was thrown out, the Grant house no longer sounded victorious.
It sounded suspicious.
It sounded unstable.
It sounded like truth was getting ready to kick the front door open.
Because the woman they called a blessing was starting to look like a storm.
And the same family that rushed to shame Nyla was about to learn what happens when pride celebrates too early.
