EmptyTHE shop was empty again for the third time this week, and it was just Wednesday. All the hope she thought she had to pay the landlord by the end of the week were dashed. Women walked past the shop day by day... Young women with money, time, and hair that needed to be made, but none of them paused in front of her shop. Even her faithful customers turned up their nose before walking past her shop, as if she'd done.Three days now and not a single customer.She pressed her hand to her stomach. The bump was small still, easy to hide, but she felt it every morning. The nausea. The weight. The thing growing inside her that Marcus had called a problem."Get rid of it," he had said. "We can't afford a baby right now."But he could afford the car, the apartment, the nights out that she wasn't invited to anymore. Her phone sat on the counter. There were no messages, no calls, and even her mother had stopped answering two weeks ago."You slept with your cousin's husband," her mother had s
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