CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Standing at the door and watching his mother on the floor, crying her eyes out. Samuel couldn't truly tell if her threat was just a bluff or she was for real.

"Why are you doing this mum?"

"I swear I will kill myself!" She sniffed in her tears and her voice became stern. "What else do I have to live for if you are gone?"

"No you are not!" His voice echoed across the room.

Samuel had some kind of gut feeling that his mother was just being dramatic and she wouldn't kill herself, or maybe it was hope.

He needed to hear something else from her, "You know what I mean mum." trying hard to hold his trembling voice, "Why are you trying to ruin my life? I thought you loved me. Shola wasn't sure but I made her believe that you'd be happy to hear about us, but no you weren't."

She raised her torso, with her hand slowly stretching out to Samuel, "Samuel…"

"I don't care what you do or say, I am leaving." He had no interest in hearing her excuses.