CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.

One week later.

I was finally discharged from the hospital and the church also sent their condolences alongside my termination letter. Even if Ayita was no longer around, I still wanted to quit and live my life the way I wanted. She said so many horrible things to me which kept playing in my head every single day like some kind of music but no matter how much I tried to deny it, she was right.

I was a psychopath and a murderer but did she have the right to call me names and make me feel less of myself?

“Welcome, father” my butler greeted as Alex helped me

to sit down.

I was no longer a priest and I didn't appreciate anyone calling me that which I made clear to all of them. I was just zayn now.

“Did you find anything?” I asked Alex after a while and he nodded in the negative.

This was a week after I told him to find Ayita but it was null and void, shs did a good job in hiding herself.

“I don’t think she wants to be found zayn, you should forget about her” Alex advised, “ she is not wo