CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
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I sit in my cell, pencil in hand, paper on my prison bed. I've been writing about my time in prison, trying to process the hard realities of my new life. It's been seven months, and I've finally started to realize the pain I've caused Martina and the children. I think about how my actions have affected them, and I'm filled with regret. I write:
"I can't believe how selfish I was. I thought only of myself, my own desires and needs. I didn't care who I hurt, as long as I got what I wanted. But now, I see the pain I've caused. Martina, my beautiful wife, and our children...they've suffered because of me."
As I write, I hear the prison guard call out my name. "kudakwashe!" I quickly stand up, wondering who could be visiting me. It's not Sarah, she's been coming every day, her big belly a constant reminder of the child I won't be there for. That thought saddens me, knowing my child will spend their early years without me.
I approach the prison guard, curious about who this visitor could be.
Me :Who is it?
I ask.
Guard : You'll see
the guard replies, leading me to the visitation room.
we walk, I wonder if it's someone from my past, someone who's come to gloat or scold.
As I enter the visitation room, I'm surprised to see Martina sitting there, her eyes fixed on me with a mix of emotions. I hadn't expected her to come, especially after everything that's happened.
Me : Martina...I didn't think you'd want to see me.
She looks at me with a hint of sadness.
Martina :I didn't want to, kudakwashe. But I had to come. I need to know why. Why did you do what you did?
I take a deep breath, trying to find the words to explain.
Me : I was selfish, Martina. I was caught up in my own desires and I didn't care who I hurt. I know that's no excuse, but it's the truth.
She nods
Martina :I loved you kuda .
I feel a pang of regret, knowing I've lost the love and trust of the woman I once called my wife.
Me: I'm so sorry, Martina. I know I can never make up for what I did, but I want you to know that I'm trying to change. I'm trying to become a better person.
she looks at me, her expression unreadable.
Martina :I hope so For your sake, and for the sake of our children.
She says handing me papers , as I take the papers from Martina, my heart sinks. I know what they are without even looking. Divorce papers. My world crumbles around me as I realize that it's really over. I feel a stinging sensation in my eyes as I sign the papers, a tear rolling down my cheek.
Martina : Thank you
Martina says, her voice soft but firm.
I stand up, whispering,
Me :Take care of yourself and our kids.
l turn to leave with the guard next to me , before I can take a step into my cell , a blur of movement comes towards me. A prisoner, his face twisted in a snarl, runs towards me with a shank in hand.
Everything happens so fast. I try to defend myself, but it's too late. The prisoner stabs me countless times, each blow feeling like a hot knife slicing through my skin. I feel my life slipping away, my vision blurring.
l take my last breath, I thinking of Martina and our kids. I hope they'll be okay. I hope they'll find happiness. And then, everything goes black.
My last thought is of regret. Regret for the pain I caused, regret for the love I lost, and regret for the life I wasted.
meanwhile at the hospital
The doctor holds up the newborn baby, Sarah's eyes light up with joy.
"It's a boy!"
the doctor announces, and Sarah's face radiates happiness.
Sarah : Christian
she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion.
"He's so beautiful."
The nurse hands her the baby, and Sarah cradles him in her arms, gazing lovingly at his tiny face.
Sarah Hello, little one ...my little Christian .Welcome to the world.
As she looks at her son, Sarah can't help but think of Kuda because Christian is his exact photocopy .Tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but she blinks them away, focusing on the joy of this moment.
Sarah :You're going to be a strong and brave man, just like your father,
she whispers to the baby,
Sarah :And I'll be here to support you every step of the way.
she she holds her son close, she knows that she has a long journey ahead of her.
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