Chapter Forty-Two
Sahara's POV
"Don't tell me that you are leaving as well?" I said quietly while staring blankly at the floor. I heard her sighed and felt the bed dipped a little.
"Sahara, you know I have to. My husband is waiting for me in England." Aunt Tillie said softly and I felt her hand on my shoulder. I sighed and looked away feeling my heart clench in every painful way.
"Okay. You can leave now, leave like everyone else in my life." I said harshly while keeping my tears at bay. I know it's rude of me to say that especially to the woman who treated me like her own daughter. But I can't seem to stop myself from saying rude things. I felt so bitter and cold.
"Oh, dear don't think like that, don't shut us out, please. You can always send letters to me, and it's not like I am goi
