Chapter 20

Christina Within just ten days of marriage with Adrian my life has gone Topsy-turvy. Though he was instructed by Adrian to take me home I order my driver to stop the car in an alley a few feet away from the massacre.  Everything happened just in front of my eyes in a spur of a second. I was motionless looking at my husband's dropping form. My eyes discern everything but my brain wasn't able to register the decimation. My legs stay hooked to the spot and hands go stock- still. I wanted to scream but my voice wouldn't co-operate. I lay there standing watching my husband succumb to the ground and go immobile. Blood was oozing out of his head in rivulets. A bullet pierced on his right arm and an injury on his stomach. I walk closer and he looks at me with yearning eyes wanting to say something but nothing comes out of his lips and his eyes go withdrawn. I rush to him controlling my tears. "Adrian do not give up. You have to live, you need to stay tough, for me, for our unborn child." I