CHAPTER FIFTY

We do not choose our destiny, sometimes it comes knocking on our doors and we have no option but to open the doors for it. A young boy who grew up loving his father and admired him for who he was. The bond between the boy and his father grew stronger after his mother left home because she believed his father did not have much time for her, and he was found present in almost all the brothels that the bubbling city of Helores had to offer. This boy once asked his father why his mother always cried at night and he said

"My boy, imagine how it would feel like to eat a single specific food for the rest of your life, How would you feel?"

"Angry and I will get tired of the food Father"

"That is what your mother wants me to be doing for the rest of my life" the father had answered. Since then, the young boy felt no pity towards his mother every time he heard her late at night wailing as she waited for her husband to come home. She would smell other women's colognes on his body but wouldn't d