One hundred and four

Marcus' eyes blazed with fury as he slammed Amayah against the wall, his grip on her arms tightening. "Who's child did you abort?" he

growled, his voice low and menacing. Amayah's eyes widened in fear, her smile gone, as she struggled to free herself from his grasp.

"Let me go, Marcus!" she spat, her voice trembling. But Marcus held firm, his anger and possessiveness boiling over.

"Tell me, Amayah! Whose child was it? Mine or Owen's?" he snarled, his face inches from hers.

Amayah's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to speak, her voice trembling.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, her swallow hard betraying her nervousness. Marcus' anger exploded, his face reddening.

"Do I look like a joke to you?!" he thundered, his eyes blazing. "Tell me, whose child are you carrying?!" he barked, his voice echoing through the compound.

With a surge of adrenaline, Amayah pushed Marcus aside and slapped him, her hand leaving a stinging mark on his cheek.

"Are