𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚗 ||ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔢✓||

Chapter 49

Chioma's POV.

With shaky hands, I answered the call with my heart racing and my breath a bit hitched.

"Hello?" I said. I heard some muffled words at the background before Amara finally replied.

"Hello, Chioma. How...how are you?" She said and I couldn't hide the smile that crept to my face at just that moment. I felt like the world was floating under my feet, but in a good way.

"I'm fine. How are you doing too? And how's mom and dad doing?" I asked, almost immediately.

"We're all doing good" she replied and I nodded my head enthusiastically, forgetting she couldn't see me and my smile - which grew wider.

"And mom? How is she? Dad told me she wasn't feeling well. I hope she's fine now" I asked, my voice a bit solemn.

"She's fine too. She got better recently" Amara replied and I smiled thankfully.

"Chioma, please don't say No but we really need to talk in person. I miss you, so much...and I don't know if you miss me or any of us here, but we do. At least I do" she said, her voice solemn and all she said, was enough to make me feel so bad. I've missed everyone so much, I missed Amara most and she thinks I don't?

"No, no, don't say that. I really miss you too, I miss all of you. Where d'you want us to meet? I'll be there shortly" I replied, getting up from the couch in a haste, putting on my slippers, grabbing my purse and heading for the door.

"Um, let's meet at Papiee's Place by three o'clock. Please" Amara said and I immediately nodded my head affirmatively.

"I'll be there" checking the time on my phone, I realized I still had a little more time for it was just 2:30pm.

"Thank you. And do take care of yourself" Amara said and I couldn't help the pang of guilt that eluded her mind. I wanted to scream the words so loud that the entire Earth would hear my voice.

"Amara, I miss you. I miss home, dad, mom. Everyone! I'm running mad in this place, mad! I'm sorry for everything I did, I'm sorry for everything single thing I said. I'm sorry for being so selfish about the entire situation. Please, please forgive me" tears brimmed up in my eyes and I held my phone tighter for dear life, my breath was ragged and all I wanted was to finally get my family back. I was helplessly tearing up, at the expense of my own pride and ego. To hell with that anyways! This was way more important. I miss my family. What kind of psychopath loves loneliness?

"You too. More than you can ever imagine," her voice became a bit shaky and I could hear a few sniffling at the background. "But we'll talk about it when we meet again. Till then, bye" she said, her voice sober. My shoulders slumped and I heaved a sigh, my lips trembling. I nodded my head miserably like the idiot I'd become.

"Bye" and I finally hung up.

Heaving a sigh, I returned to the couch and took off my shoes. I couldn't help the smile that crept to my face every now and then. I was so happy to finally hear from Amara after all that time. Deep down, I knew she still felt bad and she was angry with me. But I also hoped her anger would be pacified once I tell of my plans to apologise to dad and finally come home.

Each time I remembered I'd have to apologise, and probably beg, there's this discouraging feeling I get. Like I can't do it and that only makes me sad. I keep encouraging myself that I can, but deep down inside, I feel like I can't. But I'm ready to apologise, I'm just not sure if they'll listen to me. If they'll believe I want to change or if they'll even take me seriously about it. It's one thing to apologise, but it's another to actually change. It's difficult for me cause I've been...me for, well, pretty much all my life. And suddenly changing would be so difficult for me. But I have to, it's not like I have a choice whatsoever.