Grace was shattered and stood shell-shocked, staring at the bed.
After Sam got dressed, the apologies ensued. He cried again, but quickly stopped after Grace slapped him across his pathetic face.
“Let me go through your phone.” She said, blank-faced with fury.
He then reluctantly handed her his cell phone and gave her the password to unlock it.
As she opened his WhatsApp, she noticed that Aya wasn’t Sam’s only conquest. There was a high school girl he was seeing, named Jessie, a girl he’d met at a party, and one of Grace’s best friends!
Aya was his ‘main sidechick’ it seemed. Conversations with her were deep and he often spoke about how he wished he’d met her before he and Grace started dating.
After seeing her fair share of his filthy conversations, Grace handed his phone back to him and tried to leave the room, before Sam blocked her.
“Grace, what does this mean for us? Please don’t leave me!” He pleaded, hysterically.
“You always were a little coward. Never able to take the fact that I was ambitious and far smarter than you.” Before she left and walked out of his life for good, she went back in the room and gave him a hard kick ‘down there’ with her wedge heels. It felt good.
After two months, everything went back to normal in Grace’s life. She decided to grow her hair out, spent more time with her books than ever before and was volunteering her free-time at Sunnyville Hospital.
Life was good and her heart had finally healed.
One day, as she was working in the HIV and Aids unit of the hospital, she suddenly saw Sam coming out of one of the consulting rooms with an extremely worried look on his face.
Having forgiven him for his previous misdemeanours, she suddenly asked him what the problem was.
“What’s wrong Sam? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” She said, concerned.
“Don’t joke Grace, I may very well become a ghost very soon.”
“Don’t tell me…” Grace suddenly gasped, realising what the outcome of his test must’ve been.
“I’m positive Grace.” He said and started sobbing suddenly.
Grace hated seeing a grown man cry. She didn’t know what to do or say. She was no longer bitter about what he’d done to her, but had no desire of getting involved with him or his problems ever again.
“I think you should make an appointment with the Matron. There’s the queue. Have a seat and wait your turn.” She said and walked away.
“You’re more beautiful than I’ve ever seen you, Grace.” He called out as she walked away with his folder.
As she looked back to smile at him, he suddenly disappeared.
He was her cruel life lesson. “Lesson learnt,” she muttered to herself as she looked to the heavens and smiled a crooked smile.
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