Playing With Destiny

Chapter Fifty-eight

[Keliche Shizamme Sandoval's Point of View]

It’s the last day where I can see Ms. Leticia’s and Zhanelle’s face. They will sleep peacefully forever now and this is so sad but there’s no tears flowing out of my eyes. I guess, my eyes are already tired of crying.

“Shizamme, let’s go. Aren’t you done yet?” Mom asked so I answered, “Yes, I’m done.” Before I came out of my room, she smiled at me but I knew that behind that smile hides pain and sadness. I looked at my dress, it’s a white plain dress and I’m holding Zhanelle’s sketchbook where she put all her feelings out while she’s in pain.

While we’re walking down the stairs, Mom asked me, “Are you sure that you want to give her that?” I slowly nodded before I hugged the sketchbook tighter. This would be the last time, Zhanelle.