Finally it was here,The day that I was going to be leaving the country for London. My gaze was fixed outside my window watching the house workers move my stuffs to the car,I was leaving few hours from now. I closed my eyes and I flashed back to my days at Luke's house,It was a bitter Sweet feeling because finally I was going to be out of sight that's even more preferable now that they thought I was dead. But my daughter, Leah. I wouldn't be able to see her for a long time and it made my heart ache,I couldn't even see her before leaving. I heard the screeching sound of my door opening and I immediately fixed my face but my eyes sold me out. " Ohh my darling.. . Why are you crying?" Madam Katie walked to where I was and I threw myself in her arms, Letting the tears flow, She was the reason I came this far, She was the reason I found a reason not to take my own life, Her impact in my life was something even my mother couldn't do. " I just want to say Thank you! You have always been a

Martins blinked groggily as he reached for his alarm clock, only to find that he had overslept. Skipping his morning routine, he hastily threw on a t-shirt and grabbed his car keys. Without a moment's hesitation, he dashed out the door and into his car, speeding towards Madam Katie's house.Arriving at the familiar residence, Martins wasted no time. He approached the security guard, his voice urgent as he inquired about Carina's whereabouts. The guard, caught off guard by Martins' frantic demeanor, stammered that he hadn't been on duty and therefore couldn't provide any information. “ Have Carina left ?” Martins asked panting for breath . “ I have no idea, I just resumed duty “ Madam Katie was jogging when she saw martins . “ Martins ! “ She called out . Ignoring Madam Katie's calls for his attention, Martins dashed inside the house, his heart pounding in his chest. Racing to Carina's room, he was met with an empty space. Panic surged through him as he scanned the room, his eyes

Martins came home after a long time at his office working late, He opened his phone to see if Carina had responded to his message but still there was nothing yet, he had no idea why she hasn’t reached out yet but he hoped it was because she was still adjusting to her new environment. Martins decided to occupy himself with the news , he missed the news broadcast but he had set it on replay . “ A plane crash “ Martins leaned forward and increased the volume of the television. The anchor gave the details of the news and Martins eyes widened , it was the flight that Carina boarded. “ The crash resulted in the loss of several lives, including that of Freddie Mac, Anthony Lion, Carina Westwood and some few others yet to be identified “ the anchor continued, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "Details of the accident are still emerging, but it is believed that some passengers, Maddie Thompson and Oliver Jackson, survived."Martins stood up but his legs failed him , he fell back to

Carina's family sat together, their faces heavy with a mix of guilt and denial. Carina's brother broke the silence first, his voice carrying a hint of bitterness. "Why did Carina even go to London? She should've stayed here where she belonged."His words were sharp, aimed at deflecting their own guilt onto Carina. Her father remained silent, grappling with his own sense of responsibility. "If only she'd listened to me," he murmured, the weight of his words heavy in the air.Carina's mother, unable to bear the burden of their guilt any longer, spoke up tentatively. "Did we... did we do something wrong, Alex? Did we push Carina too hard?"Her question hung in the air, unanswered as they each grappled with their own sense of culpability. Carina's brother shook his head adamantly. "No, Mom, it's not our fault. We were just trying to help her become the best version of herself."His words were a feeble attempt to absolve themselves of any blame, to convince themselves that they hadn't play

Madam Katie and Martins sat together in his house, the weight of Carina's absence hung heavily in the air. Martins's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and Madam Katie's cheeks were streaked with tears. They clung to each other, seeking solace in their shared grief."What if she never went to London?" Martins whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "What if I had stopped her?"Madam Katie's breath caught in her throat, her heart aching at the thought of what might have been. "It's not your fault, Martins," she said softly, her voice trembling. "You couldn't have known..."Martins shook his head, his hands clenched into fists. "But I should have known," he said bitterly. "I should have been there for her."Madam Katie reached out to touch Martins's shoulder, her own tears flowing freely now. "You did everything you could, Martins," she said, her voice filled with anguish. "You loved her with all your heart."Martins bowed his head, his shoulders shaking with sobs. "I promised to