MOLE

CHAPTER ONE

The night was not as she would seem fit. Nothing at all was even clear to her again. She suffered a lot of traumatic events that had led chaos into her life, or rather, she became that chaos, embracing the dark shadows of her family's doing.

Things were about to turn out for her if she eventually accomplishes this last task. A mission she herself would regret although it was always regretful since she started. The final moment was to be finally revoked ...

"I am sorry Arinze, I am really sorry." She whispered to herself looking down on the tired body of her lover on the bed. She cried in the silence but that was not going to stop her from her doing. It was the only way and the only way she had to do it was by sending the handsome lily to a thorn of full death.

Gradually, she raised the dagger above her head, directly facing her lover. She prayed that she would never land the blow, but the haunted force that always persuaded her came back to life and urged her more. This was not what she wanted, but she had to do it...

"Sapphire, what are you doing?" The shaking voice of her boyfriend brought her back to life. He had luckily held the dagger before she sent it under his skin. Luckily, her moaning cries got him back to life...

" Miss Agnes, that is not where I asked you to begin from. Spill out your beans and you'd be free." The fair lady at the chair interrupted. She was now fed up with the narrow content of the worn out lady sitting in front of her. If things were to turn a bit off book, she would have sent the girl away, but something kept her from doing so.

"Please, can you be more frank with me. l am trying to help you here."

Agnes hesitated.

"My past is painful ma. I don't think I can relieve it anymore. I just... can't."

"What?" The lady frowned."I think it's time to get to you the hard way "

She stood, walking majestically in harmony as it followed the dynamics of Agnes' startled heart. She finalled settled herself on the edge of the polished mahogany table, crossing both hands and staging her eyes on the young lady. Then with a more convincing voice, she continued.

"Sometimes, you don't have to relive them at all. The only requirement is taking a deep breath, saying to yourself that it will be okay. You have try to make that past of yours your strength and not your weakness. If you do so, well, it becomes a start. Hmm?" She smiled.

Agnes closed her eyes trying to sink those words into her. It was working, but the flashes of her horrific past claimed her weak to spill it out.She opened her eyes facing the ground. Then she inhaled ...

"I am from a rich family from Onitsha, but we live at Awka in an estate near the express... "

" come on. you can do it"

Agnes coughed her courage out and without fighting herself any longer, began to water the Doctor with her story...