A walk on thorns

Epilogue

Sabrina's POV

It was a sunny bright day, I was standing by the window, the breeze caught the threads of my hair and blew them across my face. I folded my arms to my chest, watching the birds chasing each other from the tree, I don't know what it means but I felt a sense of connection. Two birds on the tree looked cozy but then the other flew away, and when the other one decide to follow it fell on the ground, it was in so much pain, I could sense.

Speaking of pain, truth be told, pain and patience will teach you resilience, not in my imagination have I ever think that I could lost two people who felt like they are one of the purpose of my existence and still stand on my feet alive.

Five days without Abdul Majeed and three days without Rubina, five days of pain and chaos, five days that felt like forever.

Yesterday I made a post on Instagram, a picture of me, AbdulMajeed and Rubina on her birthday, we were laughing and we look so happy, it was just the last three weeks. I captioned it with ‘If only I knew I would be the only one alive three weeks later, the love of my life and the center of my universe, May your gentle souls rest in peace, I love you so much’ the post went wildly viral, sincerely speaking I came to regret posting the picture because of the amount pity and prayers I have been receiving, it made me dropped my armour and felt the pity for myself, I cried until I couldn't anymore, people telling me how beautiful we look together with MJ, the calls I received was countless.

Mommy Malika called me shocked and bewildered, asking if it was true that Rubina was gone, she broke down completely, when I confirmed it, she was scared and frightened, she prayed for me pathetically, asking if I am alright and I told her that I would be fine. Madiha was such a sweetheart, she was doing my assignment and even got her sister to do my assignment defense presentation.

Regarding the huge gathering that Mama caused and also the threat I rained upon Alhaji Barkindo, the wedding was postponed, it will happen to tomorrow as they claimed but there is no one in the house regarding how the condolences gathering ended up and also Baba's outburst at Mama. Anisha on the other hand was greatly depressed and traumatized, the accusations were bad and it was extremely hard on her. She no longer talk or eat, she has become bed ridden, but to my surprise she was not in the bed when I wake up, she is probably in the garden that's her favorite place in the house.

As Mama threatened, we buy our food in the house, we eat differently and they hardly talk to us, especially Baba who cursed Anisha for being divorced, tye question here is how can it affect her? He should wait and see how it will come back to him. Such a parent!

When I turned around and lean my back on the wall, something caught my attention, two folded papers threatening to fling away on the chase of drawer on my side of the bed. I walked to the place and I picked up the papers, ‘To Sabrina’ was boldly written at back of the paper, what scared the shit out of me was Anisha's hand writing that I saw. When I opened it was a long letter, ‘Read it with Mama and Baba’ She wrote it on the top, I hope you didn't commit suicide Anisha! My was shaking as I ran upstairs to Baba's parlor, I knocked as if I would break it.

Mama opened the door furiously asking what I was doing at their place.

“Mama, it is Anisha, she is not in the room and I found this it is a letter she wrote and asked me to read it with you and Baba,” I explained frightfully.

“So what if she is not in your room! I don't care! Leave this place,” She said and shut the door but I stopped her.

“I hope this is not a farewell letter she wrote before committing suicide,” I mentioned angrily, she instantly looked startled and then opened the door wide. Baba was listening to all that we were saying. I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch lifelessly, I opened the paper when Mama down next to me and I began to read.