Epilogue

Kofi and Elorm did end up getting married after a three year long engagement. I really didn't think they were going to last that long, and frankly, I was expecting Kofi to commit suicide—and succeed this time.

I must say, it was beautiful the amount of effort they put into their relationship. Couples' therapy, therapy for all of Kofi's problems, therapy for Elorm's depression, and basically, just the way they were there for each other, not letting their mental health prevent them from loving each other.

It was beautiful.

Justus and Wolfgang wrote to me often, but Elorm had ceased all contact with me. It turned out that she still hadn't forgiven me. It hurt, but the void caused by the absence of her was filled by my father and my siblings.

I had five siblings, only one of them being sixteen years old. They weren't allowed to see me because I was in a maximum security prison, but they wrote letters to me often, and it helped keep me alive.

Also, the Christian missionaries who visited the prison helped me a lot. I'd always been on the fence about my belief in God, but even though I wasn't completely a believer still, praying and believing that there was Someone out there who loved me even after everything I'd done and would continue to love me... it helped. I didn't care whether He really existed or not. The idea of Him was sufficient for me.

I was doing better. I was told that I'd spend the rest of my life in prison, but I didn't mind too much. I'd toughened, and I was healing. I was receiving love from my siblings and my father. My mother had disappeared after I'd been incarcerated, but as far as I was concerned, she wasn't part of my life anymore.

It could've been worse, really. Prison wasn't the best of places, but at least, I didn't have to face the world. All the escaped convicts and the dead policemen... I definitely didn't want to face the world. Yes it was cowardly, but frankly, if I was still out on the streets, I would've probably been lynched.

Wolfgang was still an escaped convict, but because all the people who saw him were dead, me not mentioning his name left him out of any trouble. If he'd been caught, he would've definitely been given the death penalty because he was a man and also because of his past criminal record.

He'd written the most surprisingly. He said he felt guilty for me being in prison all alone, like he would've had the chance to be with me.

All in all, everyone was happy. Kofi and Elorm, Michael and Diamond, Justus and Nathan with their girlfriends respectfully, Edinam with her job as a doctor, Etornam with her fiancé, and me, with the letters my long lost family sent me.

The conditions could've been better of course, but this time, I'd learnt to be grateful for the little things. I would've never be free again, but at least, I had people who loved and cared for me.

That was all I ever really wanted.

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the end 💕(ik it's kinda lame, i'll edit)

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