We have tried. It is not in my hands. Maybe we should see another doctor. Maybe there is still hope. Hope? Chike laughed bitterly. Is that what you have been telling yourself? I am tired of hope. My mother calls me everyday to ask why you have not given me a son. My friends laugh behind my back. Do you know how it feels to be mocked as a man with no child? You have turned me into a fool.
Go’s eyes filled with tears. Please do not speak like that. I am your wife. We made a vow before God. We said for better, for worse. Why do you throw it at me like I am nothing? Chik’s voice grew louder. Because you are nothing to me now. What is a woman who cannot bear children? You eat my food, wear my clothes, ride in my car, yet you cannot give me one son to carry my name.
N Goi, you are a curse in my life. Nose’s lips shook as she tried to speak. Do not call me a curse. I have prayed. I have cried. I go to bed every night begging God to give us a child. I am not happy, Chik. Do you think it gives me joy to be like this? I am in pain, too. Chik turned his back, pacing the room like a lion in a cage.
His anger burned hotter with every word. Enough of your tears. I am done waiting. I will not allow you to waste my life. Tomorrow I will speak to my lawyer. This marriage is finished. Goi gasped as if her chest had been struck. Divorce. You will divorce me after everything? After I stood by you when you had nothing? After I left my family for you? Chik, have you forgotten the love we once had? Chik swung back to face her, his eyes cold and hard.
