I'm going to portland

Viola Point of View.

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The incoming call that entered into his phone put me in another problem, I have thought I had an edge over the question he asked me already, but I guess, I didn't. Andre was the one that called him.

"Who does that?

Asking Andre on the phone, if he is the father of my baby.

Nervously I picked the call, and let out, ' hello', in a very low voice, I never thought I can speak lowly as this over the phone.

But I have to do something very fast, is either I lie or I let the truth surface.

"Put the phone in loudspeaker," His voice came out loud again, echoing to my fibre.

Reluctantly, I put the call on a loud speaker.

"Why don't you pick my call?" Andre asked.

Answering his questions will make him ask another, and I know the danger in it, so I rather ask questions instead of him asking. I decided in my head.