LEVI DEL CAMPA
Zesa flew out of the country about five hours ago. Surprisingly, I found it hard to be alone without someone to talk to or look at. It made me remember I did exactly what I didn’t like to Zesa. I hardly came home and whenever I did, all she got was attitude. I paced about the living room to busy myself, thinking about how disappointed she must have been to see me just get dressed and leave. The most annoying part was that the woman I did all those for didn’t even love me the same way I loved her.
I picked my phone from the table when it began ringing. Speak of the devil. I ignored her call only to get a text. She wanted to meet up. I thought she was leaving the country? I texted her, telling her to come over. It seemed she was already outside because one of the security me
