I pulled my duvet over my chest. The darkness of the room comforted me, i hugged my knees to my chest. I was lonely. I was surrounded with people but i felt so alone. I felt tears trickle out of my eyes, it slowly rolled down my cheeks. I missed my mother. I missed her sweet angelic voice, her gentle touch and her comforting words whenever i had bad dreams. The night before she died, she came into my room. I was only eight years old then but it feels just like yesterday.
” Baby girl are you awake?” she asked softly.
” Yes mummy”
” Sit up my love.”
She pulled me into her arms crying.
” Why are you crying mummy?”
” Baby girl….Lindy.” She wiped tears from her cheeks.” Mummy loves you, no matter what happens i want you to know that mummy loves you. Okay?”
I nodded my head. I could feel an unknown fear, something bad was about to happen but i didn’t know what it was.
” I love you too Mummy”
” Go back to sleep now my angel. Everything will be alright by tomorrow. ”
She opened my door gently and walked out of the room. I threw back the covers, waited some seconds before stealing down the stairs. I could hear Mummy crying.
” How could you do that to us? to our family! haven’t i been a good wife to you?” She cried.
” Jenny i ‘ m sorry ” dad said. ” Please keep your voice down, Linda might hear us”.
They lowered their voices and i strained my ears to catch what they were arguing about.
” You betrayed me! You betrayed our love! Joseph i trusted you! i made you who you are today! i willed all my father’s assets to you because of my heart condition! tomorrow I am going to see my lawyer! i am willing everything back to my child!”
” Jenny please…..please hear me out.”
I ran back into my room. I don’t want my parents to get a divorce, Kelvin once told me that when adults start arguing it means they want to get a divorce. I don’t want to stand in a court room while a fat chin Judge force me to choose between my parents. My new baby sister was a premie and she would be coming home tomorrow. I told dad to name her Victoria, after my favorite doll. I want to play with Victoria while Mummy and Auntie Maggie are cooking in the kitchen, dad would probably be reading newspaper then. I want us to be together forever.
I wiped away my tears, said a little prayer and drifted off to sleep. Dad woke me up the next morning.
” Linda” he said solemnly. ” Something bad has happened”.
I sat up in bed. So it was true they were getting a divorce.
” Please don’t get a divorce! i will be a good girl! i will go into the baththub when it is my bath time and i promise not to argue with Auntie Maggie when she asks me to eat my veggies” i cried.
Daddy pulled me into his arms, he cried like a baby.
” You are a good girl Linda. You are such a darling child”.
” Then why are you getting a divorce? ” i asked.
” Where did you get that idea from? i love your mother”
” But…..but you said something bad has happened. ”
He sighed heavily. ” Mummy is gone”
I flew out of the bed and he held me back, pulling me against his chest.Mummy has gone to heaven”
He had said. That day something in me had also died with my mother. I knew the truth but for so long i pretended not to know. My mother was born with a heart condition but i knew that wasn’t what took her to her grave. She had threatened to change her will, i heard it myself that night long ago. She had loved him, married him against her parents’ wishes because he was from a poor home. She had made him into what he was today, but how did he repay her for loving him? how did he return her kindness?
” Mummy i am sorry for keeping quiet all these years” i whispered into the darkness.
How could i love a man who had murdered his own wife! i could still remember him crying openly, Kelvin’ s father had taken him into his study to console him. Auntie Maggie had locked herself in her room crying. Nobody remembered that i lost a mother and a friend too. Nobody comforted me . Kelvin’ s mother took baby Victoria home with her and when Auntie Maggie finally emerged from her room she had given all her time and love to the baby.
” We must take good care of the baby” Auntie had told me while we were in the nursery.
” She is so tiny Auntie”
” Yes she is, Angel. That is why we must take good care of her so she won’t miss her mummy”
I nodded my head. I missed my mummy too but nobody asked if i missed her or cared about how i was coping. Auntie Maggie played with the baby all day, she sang for her too, read her bed time stories and took her for evening walks. Auntie Maggie used to tell me i was her favorite girl and i was special but since the baby came she barely spared me a glance.
As Victoria grew older, dad and Auntie gave her special care because she was so fragile. They were afraid she had a heart condition like mom and they flew her oversea while i was left with Adediwura family. They didn’t ask if i wanted to come along, they said i couldn’t because school was still in section. They had thrown an elaborate thanksgiving party when they came back because their darling Victoria was Pronounced hale and healthy.
When i was twelve years old i overhead my dad and chief Adediwura talking in our living room.
” Have you ever considered a union between one of your daughters and my heir?” Chief Johnson Adediwura asked, while sipping from his wine glass.
I heard my father laugh heartily before replying.
” You know Chief, I think that will be a good idea. Imagine us being grandparents by the time we hit sixty! In fact i think it is a good idea.”
Chief laughed. ” It is a good idea. That way we both won’t have to worry about our children falling into the hands of those gold diggers out there. Your Victoria will be a good match for my Kelvin ”
” No! Linda.” My father answered Vehemently.
” Why? anyway they are both beautiful girls. So Linda it is!” Chief agreed.
My dad had jokingly called Kelvin my husband on some occasions but i never knew he was serious about it. I felt like a faithful dog that was being led to the butcher’ s house by his master. Why me? did he hate me so much that he wanted me out of his life? why not Victoria?
I pulled the duvet closer. Tears and emotions makes you weak but i am human and i couldn’t help crying sometimes, under the cover of darkness. Richmond wasn’t picking my calls, i don’t know what it was about him that i couldn’t let go off. I wish i could go knock on Auntie’ s door and talk to her. She has been so good to me, she sacrificed her life for us. I could never repay her back for her kindness but i was afraid to let down my guard. I was afraid of getting hurt and betrayed. My mother had loved with all of her heart, she had trusted blindly and today she is no longer alive.
Maybe i should go knock on Vicky’ s door. The poor girl must have been so frightened when she was held hostage but i had my reasons for doing what i did. It was for our own good. I will make her understand when it comes to light and i know she will forgive me. I slowly succumbed to sleep.

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