Two weeks after.............
Mr Enoch's POV
This burial will cost a lot but, I won't feel anything. I have enough money. But,..... what is this feeling? Is it guilt? Since Sultana was confirmed dead, I either had a fever, lost money or had another heart attack. What is this?
"Dad, I'll be back."Joe said leaving the living room where I was sitting.
Recently, since Sultana died, Joshua had never been himself. I always liked Joshua. He did not really like me though.
He had been angry with everyone and everything. He could just start shouting at his bed, his books, his friends and especially his album of pictures. Probably because he missed the girl, his sister.
I wish he knew the truth.
What am I saying? He should never find out that I killed Sultana. I'll be in a serious trouble.
Joanne's POV
Guilt is killing me.
I
Need
Help!
When Dad and Mum came back from yet another one of their trips together, they noticed my state. I don't know how to tell them.
"Joanne, why have you been so moody?"
Or
"Joanne, why are you looking so sad?"
Or
"Why have you lost appetite?"
Or
"Why don't you want to go out with me?"
Or
"Why did John stop visiting?"
Or
"What's bothering you? Joanne speak to us!"
I'd just give them a weak smile and say the usual: "Nothing"
I need a saviour.