Grieve and sorrow

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Paulo's POV,

I couldn't stand to see Elvis crumbling because of Sandra, I mean It's being months since she was buried and laid to rest and yet he was not yet over her.

It was true that Sandra's death had shaken all of us especially Elvis, but it was time he moved on and realized that Sandra was never going to come back .

I remembered how he had refused to eat for months before Sandra's burial, he seemed to hold onto the hope that Sandra might materialize from death which we all know will never happen. Death never gave something up when it had it in it claws.

I couldn't stand to think that he was wasting away because of one mere girl who was already dead, I know you might think I am wicked or dispassionate, but the truth is I have never been one to hold unto hurt like this, the person was dead and gone and that was it, no need to cry over split milk. 

Elvis would not hear a word from me again after I had told him this, he ignored me like the plague and even told his parents not to allow me into his apartment whenever I went around to see him. I know this is all hard on him, but I also know that one day, he will come to  understand what I meant.


I packed my bags and the only luggage I could carry and headed to the airport, I had a flight to catch to Kansas in Texas. I had a loved one to catch up with and so soon, I was at the airport.

I said goodbye to Ghana  and headed to Texas to start a new life. I wished the same for Elvis whose world had crumpled down, right in front of him. The boy deserved to be happy too, after everything he had been through.





Hope you enjoyed this part,Adios!.,

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