Life itself has thought me to leave above my mistakes and wrongdoings to others, I never imagine how I got to this very point of mine with all castaway syndrome of shame, acrimony, and now serendipity.
I glance at the moment he said he cares about me, wondering what he saw in me, what is left of me to care about that he saw, the feeling isn't mutual as he may-
"Joanne!!," Desmond caught me off in my thoughts; "what's wrong? We are here at your parents, I have been calling you but it seems you've gone oblivion".
" Please come out of the car".
"OK!! Am coming", I stepped out of the car with much grace in me.
We both walked in together to see my parents seated in the sitting room discussing, it was as if they were expecting me at that moment.
"Joanne"? My mum called with many words in
