I walked into the ladies, I stood in front of the mirror staring at my self, wondering what monster I had became. Vengeance had taken over my emotions. I knew this wasn’t the woman mama Ewa wanted me to become.
I was filled with hate and anger. My heart became heavy all of a sudden, I knew I was going to burst into tears. “No no, no, no Tomi, not here, what if some one walks in?” I thought, trying to fight the tears back. But it was beyond what I could handle. I broke into tears, still staring at myself in the mirror. I watched my self cry bitterly.
I thought of how much I missed my parents, I thought of how rough my childhood had been, I thought of the incest I had committed. My past was a rough one. I hated life, I hated myself, I hated everyone. Then I heard a creep at the door, immediately I wiped my face with my face towel which I folded into my pocket.
I turned to see who opened the door, it was the cleaner, holding a scrubbing brush in her hand. I guess she wanted to clean up the toilet.
I walked out of the toilet and went straight to my office. I got into my office and found no one. “Uhmphhh…. ” I released my breath as a sign of relief. “Thank God they’ve left”. I thought to myself.
I sat on my table to meditate. “Maybe I am just too hard on myself, I am still holding on to the past, I can’t get the grudges out of my mind. Everyone thought the least of me, no one believed in me but here I am, fulfilling my dreams. I just have to let go”. I jumped to my feet and ran out of the office into the surgical room where uncle Sola would be operated.
I breezed inside and found all the specialists surrounding uncle Sola and staring at me like a helpless cow about to be slaughtered.
“Uhmmm, sorry, I heard….myyy attention is nee…needed here” I stuttered.
Please come in Dr. Tomi and join us” Dr Kunbi said.
The operation was successful and every one was happy. I walked back to my office, feeling like a burden had been lifted off my chest. I could even feel Baami and Maami smiling at me.
I felt peace.
Then I heard a knock on my door.
To be continued