He chose fireworks over her

They saw her arrive home with a blank look.

She rarely came around during the December holidays.

So everyone was eagerly waiting to hear why she came ahead of the new year. She wasn't speaking. All probes weren't doing the trick...

So during the family tradition round a welcoming bond fire, grandmother who always has her way with everyone cracked it for all.

"He chose fireworks over me", everyone went into fits. As ribs were cracking, a well of tears rolled down her cheeks as she heaved, her blouse got drenched in tears. 

They all hushed immediately. Her hidden pain were all of a sudden written all over her face. How long had she held back, they wondered.

She narrated her attempts to make him see through her lens, all was in vain, she let go, she just let go 

"All I wanted was to build and honour 'our' family tradition". The cycle was broken and so will be forever. The beauty of crossing a new line together has been lost. To hold someone loved, someone worth sacrifices, to watch and count the stars together. Then it hit her, could it be that she was in this alone, could it be everything was a camaflouge...well maybe he just went home like he said. He could not, would not have a 31st together, not even after she begged and pleaded with him, the city was calling for him. In this chapter, 31st December lost its meaning. It might only be revived in the next chapter or even book 

Family is all we need, family will never turn their backs on us, family will embrace us with all our flaws.

Never be afraid to go back home. 

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Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita