11

After shedding tears for a while, Boma managed to put herself together and sat down on the immaculately tiled floor. It felt cold because of the air-conditioning.

At the same time, the burning ache on her bum intensified, so she quickly rose to her feet.

Her eyes scanned the ornately decorated bedroom. She was looking for nothing in particular.

She had nothing to do and had no choice but to observe her environment.

Nothing in the fancy decor interested her. She wanted to return to her hostel but she knew she was stuck there. Slowly, she let herself wander around the room.

She saw his engineering kits stacked neatly on a large table. She saw his books occupying a shelf with enough room left for more books.

She saw his timetable plastered on the wall before his reading table.

She saw pictures of him posing with his friends on the wall. She saw a family portrait with him, a little girl and boy of about 10 who had his eyes and a pretty girl around her age. This one had brown eyes. They m