Chapter 40

I returned to the Goma refugee camp and reunited with Joseph's colleagues.

Now, Doctors Without Borders had returned. His former partner, Adam, had been promoted to coordinator for the entire Goma project.

The moment we saw each other, no words were spoken, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

After crying together for half an hour, I told him I had come back to search for Joseph.

He led me to the warehouse, where some of Joseph's belongings were still there.

"We evacuated in a hurry, and many things were left unorganized," Adam explained.

Inside a box, I found a few scattered items: a paper card, a packet of flower seeds, a set of keys, several medical books, a stethoscope...

These little things, so closely tied to him, transported me back to three years ago.

I could almost hear his voice, "You're here!"

I remembered walking into his dorm one afternoon, seeing him sitting on a chair, reading a book, casually twirling a pen.

Adam, too, seemed melancholy.

"These things should have been dealt with long ago, but I thought maybe one day you'd return to sort them out for him, so I kept them.

"I never expected that day would come."

I accepted the items solemnly.

"Adam, thank you.

"I'm the one who came too late."

Later, I told him I still wanted to find out the whereabouts of the children from that time.

He promised he would keep an eye out, though he cautioned me not to get my hopes up after so many years.

I returned to my

received a

Jackson had come to find

didn't show up on the

His parents were furious.

searched everywhere

finally asked my colleagues, he found out I had gone

a scene at the hospital and

unable to make sense

then

difficult for my

soon as the call connected, my breath caught in

the screen,

was dim, smoke

was littered

"Zoey??"

"Is it really you?"

at me in disbelief, rubbing

really are

burying his face in his

actually ran off to Africa just because of a few

out of

anger flared, and for a moment,

was about to hang up when I saw the large drops of liquid falling from

with your life

can you make

Suddenly, I felt absurd.

"Worry about me?

with you using me to placate your parents,

substitute to ease my loneliness. There was no real

shouted, cutting

with

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