Chapter 18

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1 year later.

    It's been 1 year since we found out what actually happened to Zalia. Our family decided to have a celebration for her at our home and we planned to make it a tradition every year.

    I walked downstairs, holding my 3 month old baby girl that I decided to name Evie which means "life." She was as beautiful as Zalia was at that age. She reminded me so much of her. I felt as if she was Zalia reborn to us. My parents fell in love with her the very moment she was born. It wasn't ideal for me to have a baby so soon but I felt as if she came at the right time. I never imagined I could love anyone again, but the love I felt for my daughter was out of this world.

    My family and friends immediately ran up to us as we got down the stairs. There were so many "she's so cute" "she's so tiny" "can I hold her?".

"God mommy gets first dibs," Mila said, as she swooped Evie out of my arms.

"And after god mommy, Glam-Ma gets to get some kisses on those chubby cheeks," my mom said smiling.

Life was finally making sense again. We lost a beautiful soul but also gained another. I graduated with my Associates of Science degree and applied at multiple universities to continue and get my Bachelors of Science in Nursing. I went out to check the mail to see if I had received a letter yet. There was one letter in the mail with Jonah's name on it, addressed to me. I felt myself begin to panic. I calmed myself down because I refused to let him continue to get the best of me. I opened it and read it:

Dear Zara,

I can't apologize enough for everything I put you through. I truly mean it from the bottom of my heart. I hope one day you can forgive me. Yes I lied about some things but the love I had for you was never a lie. I still love you. I want us to be together when I get out.

I know you had a baby. I was able to get access to the internet for good behavior and saw the pictures you and Mila posted of her. She looks just like me. Will you tell her about me? Will you ever bring her to visit me?

Please write back, Zara. You are the only person I have. I need you.

Love,

        Jonah

    I balled up the letter and threw it into the dumpster and walked back towards the house. It was a day to honor my little sister and I refused to let anything destroy it.

I was a great sister.

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