SHE WAS OUR LIGHT
A PINK babysuit is neatly folded in her cupboard, ready to be worn, and a plush toy elephant sits waiting to be snuggled. On the wall, emblazoned in golden letters, is a name: Milané.
But there are no contented gurgles or hungry cries of a baby demanding to be fed or any of the usual chaos that comes with having a newborn in the house. Instead, Adela Malan and Christo Grobler’s home in Middelburg, Mpumalanga, is strangely silent.
Adela (24) anxiously clutches her phone as if she’s expecting someone to call
