Scars of pain

, but it bro

staring at nothing.His eyes were o

s from Last night.He had not really slept, just drifted in and ou

ind of morning where song ro

e window,out Lagos was alive already,buses h

ence.He couldn't stop thinking, after so much thought

are wake "op

r eyes still pretending, open you have

n I get back from work. He tried to smile a little.Relax okay

.He promised"with some food and medication.Something

lly,she didn't say anything but her eye

ed her eyes as she thought about the situation they were in,

s, and at the same time she e

hat tears and emotion

ed, feliz came early wi

ould go with your idea".Tomorrow morning, we wil

py and sad at same time, caught

whether to be ha

city of Lagos.The couple woke up at the

asantries but they are

h it,a decision no parents

at at the edge of the bed,her arms wra

ing.Her heart squirt with guilt,her heart racing.She trie

othes were clean but worn

night.He looked at grace who was now seated,he

id quietly ."Before

felt heavy.But this was no time to complain.Sh

of silent memories and unsaid words.This Lagos

The constract was painful.From the dust and chaos

to another world, one th

re two arm guard stood with unreadable fa

pointment with

dio.the gate open slowly, revealing a white mansion that seemed

hung above, like judgmental eyes and marble tiles click

re silent reign like royalty.Then came

grey kaftan, his eyes

oss with a wine of red wine in

lowing hard. Grace

re ready,"

day. I will give you half the money now enough to settle your rent, your hospital bil

ets." Her hands tightened around

rought in a sleek file

e a moment?

d out, but his eyes linger

wife. "This is it. Once we

," she whispered. "But maybe... maybe th

and, and togeth

the pen, a piece o

tomorrow ha