Ending
And finally...
I found peace.
It didn't come all at once.
It came slowly.
I stopped answering Mum's calls.
I stopped trying to convince her to understand me.
I stopped waiting for an apology I wasn't sure would ever come.
Later, I found out her lover boy had left her while she was pregnant.
The same man she'd risked everything for...
Was gone.
And somehow, I didn't feel happy about it.
I just felt tired.
I had spent too many years carrying things that were never mine to carry.
So I let them go.
I stayed with Dad.
I went back to school.
I laughed again.
I made memories that didn't have to be followed by fear.
And Afolabi stayed.
One evening, we sat together after school, talking about absolutely nothing.
He looked at me.
I looked at him.
There was a strange silence.
Afolabi: “Why are you staring?”
I laughed.
Luna: “I'm not.”
Afolabi: “You definitely are.”
I rolled my eyes.
Then he smiled.
That same smile from the day we made it.
Except this time, I wasn't afraid of what waited for me at home.
Afolabi leaned closer.
I froze.
Afolabi: “Can I?”
My heart jumped.
I nodded.
And then...
My first kiss.
It was short.
Soft.
Nothing dramatic.
But when we pulled apart, I couldn't stop smiling.
For once, my heart wasn't preparing for the next bad thing.
It was simply happy.
I looked up at the sky.
Maybe peace wasn't a perfect home...
Maybe it wasn't a family that never broke.
Maybe peace was finally realizing that I deserved to be loved without having to earn it.
I smiled.
And for the first time...
I understood the question I'd been asking myself for so long.
What does peace feel like?
It feels like this.
THE END