In a poignant narrative of love, longing, and the tumultuous journey of self-discovery, meet Serwaa a young woman whose pursuit of a brighter future leads her down a path of regret, heartache, and unexpected twists. After turning down a marriage pro...
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***** "Mommy when are we going to see Daddy?"
"Soon, hopefully." I answered knowing very well that it was a big lie. Kofi and I had barely spoken ever since I walked out of that Hospital room. Whenever he called or texted it was always about Logan or the baby in my womb, what about me? Was he even considering the possibility of us getting back together?
For some strange reason I was quite okay with it, cause reasonably I believed he needed sometime alone, well until Layla mentioned that perhaps he might be engulfed with fear.
Do you think Kofi was being hesitant about his feelings due to what happened the first time?
I was perplexed. Regardless, I had to go back to Accra, not just for him, but to help run the restaurant. Mrs. Asante, Layla's mum was practically too old, and I had been left in charge of almost everything. It was both a blessing and a headache. I wanted so badly to be successful all my life and now that I had been granted the opportunity I realized how difficult having money actually was like. I was happy about it though don't get me wrong. For once, I could see my life going according to plan.
Moreover, I had been given the chance to resist my papers so everything seemed, well minus the constant heartaches Kofi was giving me everything seemed fine.
And..
Oh my God... I forgot to mention this. Layla was getting married. Layla's wedding was my biggest priority then. I was so happy about it, it was as if I was the one getting married. Besides it helped me think less about Kofi. Proved that life moved on no matter what. Life didn't always have to revolve around Kofi and myself. It was Layla's turn and I had to be there for her.
"Logan we are going back home." I yelled from my room, I could see him playing happily outside. The back of his shirt covered in mud, he looked so turnt. Was it weird that just like his dad I felt as if their souls belonged here, here in the village. Kofi was always happier here, wait! Perhaps I should invite Kofi over. Maybe being alone with us will.... no Serwaa, just let it go.
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****KWESI WEDS LAYLA***
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