The next few minutes, I did nothing but hold my head with a painful face.Mrs. Mathilda comes to the room and brought with her some almond milk."Take" I grabbed the cup from her grip and slowly gulped it down, I later kept the cup at my side, and seeing Scott seated on a wooden chair, a frown came on. "I'm sorry, don't be angry" he apologized.I moved my attention away still holding a grudge, Mrs. Mathilda smirked and left us without butting in, which was a whole lot surprising, since she loved butting In on Scott's and my conversation. ( Door shuts) Scott gets up and seat next to me on the bed, he saddened his face and I spotted that but pretended not to care."Please say something? He says, pinching me with his sharp fingers. I danced as he continues to a point it got a lot impossible to pretend not feeling pins from his fingers pricking my skin.&nb

Now reading as Scott POV "Boma?"I stepped into the living room and walked up to her room, I scanned through and meets nothing, she wasn't in. Where could she have gone too?.I took off to call mom and on my way to her room, my eyes drifts and I saw her ambling in. She walked with dad and aunt who still hasn't stopped mourning her uncle's death, let's not forget, Brandon, being in jail. "Hello dear, what is going on?"  Seeing the stare I had on, mom asked. I turned and edged out that boma wasn't in the room and nowhere found. "That's impossible?" She ebbed and went up to her room again. I'm sure she won't see anything other than what I did tell her, mom comes back and tells on the same. "Where could she be then?" Dad saidI moved following the sound of his voice and brushed my way outside.

I couldn't understand what happened, the news reached home, everyone came and gets to find out the same thing. "I can't believe this" Mom said  I looked as they dragged the body of the woman I love away, I took a step further to stop them but mom stopped me. "Don't do it please" she says. I fell on the ground and watched the ambulance drive boma's body away.I fought with my feelings to a point, my head became the norm and I fell on the ground unconscious. "Scott". Mom takes me home, I woke up seeing myself inside my room. I ran outside and meets the entire family seated in the living room. "You're awake," the aunt said, drifting the rest's attention. I ignored them and left outside, mom ran after me, "stop" she says. I refused to and I stepped out to the road without look

"what?"I'm I mistaking her to be, my Boma?. Isn't she the one or I'm I going mad. "I'm sorry?" I walked back to the car, I got in thinking of the lady that I just met. She looked just like Boma, a replica of her?. It's crazy to think, she might have had a twin or better yet, a look alike. I got back home, mom comes down to welcome me, she has been doing this ever since Boma left and Brandon decided to flee the country. "Son, welcome home" I smiled and walked up to my bedroom. I placed my bag on the bed and fell on it. "Strange" It can't possibly be that Boma is still alive, it can't be, right?. Because I still remember the day I lost her, it felt like it happened yesterday. "Son?" Mom holds a bowl in a tray with her. "You hungry?" She says.

let's go," I knew introducing boma's lookalike, to the entire family was going to be a tough nut to crack. Mom might go into a coma the minute she sees her. But what more can I do. I needed her to come home with me. So as planned, I came home with her. I called the entire family down and try moment everyone's eyes drops on her, they all became dorm.  "Oh my gosh," Dad exclaimed. I know what larks in everyone's mind. Mom has been frozen for some time and her eyes refused to derail from the boma's lookalike.