The Rejected Bride
Gifted mom passed outwatching my mommy go blackstay off my operating table
For a man as evil as he was, he did a lot of people good in the end.
The day ends uneventfully, and in the days that follow, Yusuf and kasmir leave for London.
“I know you probably won’t be here when I come back next year,” Yusuf says, embracing me. “You have my phone number. Make sure you stay in touch, okay?”
“Be strong, zenny,” kamhir says, as he takes his turn to hug me. “Go and make the most of your life.”
As they drive away, I realise that I am now completely alone.