In a few days, ' my destiny-in-marriage ' will be laid to rest and I can't help thinking back how all this horror movie started from no where. Chisom didn't deserve to die, I don't deserve this fate. She was so prayerful and full of life until I came to the hospital that fateful evening. Påined out from the complicåted CS, and its accompanied bleeding, I saw my woman looking pale and weak but she was still hopeful that she would be alright, somehow, for such was her faith in God. I remember vividly her words, " Sugar I did it, I did this for us. Do you like our babies ? I hope they are beautiful ? " Then came the most hellish and haunting moment of my life. I had been called by the mother who said that Som Som wanted to see me. I dashed into the room where she was lying and knew that something was wrong, devastatingly wrong. She was there staring at me as if she wanted to say something, her mouth made no sounds, there was this look on her face as if to say...
