**re-editing and changing some parts I will slowly update the chapters I fix****
This story follows the 22~ years old Zara Nizerimana, a charming young African woman looking to find happiness for herself after losing her family in a house fire when...
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Days went slow over here, it felt like everything just happened last night all over again. The days felt long, never ending. The
"Zee something happened to grandma? I was at the stairs when I heard papa tell uncle Mike that she died so I ran back upstairs," Zoey say laying in bed next to me.
I froze in the moment, my Brian stoped working, what do I say? What's do I do? Just avoid this and move on to the next topic? Do Roman want to break the news to her?
My heart dropped and I'm left to pick the pieces that's I'm not sure I'm responsible to fix.
"I'm so sorry you heard that baby and I'm so sorry nobody told you I just thought it would've been better for your father to tell you," I say kissing her forehead.
Her blank stairs turn into a frown and her cute eyes of wonder turns into a sea light with water.
Now I have to say something right??? What if what I say is wrong? I know the feeling because I was the kid that's had to be told the bad news.
"Zoey baby look at me I'm so so so sorry you been alone and felt like you couldn't tell me, I just want you to know this isn't your fault and that she loved you so much...baby and she told me how you were this amazing little woman," I say to her to reassure her feeling, Zoey lays her head on my chest.
She being to cry making me cry as well I start to stroke her curly long hair and rub her back. All I wanted to do for these kid was protect them from any feelings that wasn't happiness.
"Zee that means Kiya won't remember her right she not gonna remember grandma," Zoey says breaking down even more.
"Ooh baby," I whispered in her eyes with a creaked voice. My hurting hurting for these kids and this family.
"Baby she gonna remember how much we all loved her Kiya is also gonna remember her through you, that means all your beautiful memories with grandma you get to share them with baby k," I say wiping the tears from her face. She was sitting on my lap as I ended up rocking her on the rocking chair in her room.
Seeing Zoey in pain hurt me so much because she was smart too smart for her age it made it hard to lie to her sometimes.
"Why does everyone always leave me I don't understand," Zoey says crying louder.
I felt just how she felt it, and I hated that. I hated the pain and hurting came at you at any age. Death didn't have a time date.
"Zoey look at me know one is leaving you okay you hear me you are loved and cared for and this wasn't your fault okay someone was driving reckless okay baby you so special for anyone to leave you," I say crying.
"So why isn't daddy here?" she asks as I break down crying even more.
She was killing me with the question I didn't have answers to,
