BROKEN SOULS FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR

Six years elapsed my family still had hope that one day I would surely return home. I left the country without a single trace. No one had made contact with me after the funeral. My mother suggested that I should be left alone to grieve on my terms.

I stared at the waves of the ocean taking a sip of the hot steaming coffee.

‘’Leaving my family wasn’t easy especially my mother, but I needed isolation and that’s what I got.’’

I sank into his seat debating whether to leave my luxurious penthouse or go on a walk on the beach.

After I made my decision I slipped into my shorts and sneakers and left.

A few minutes later I was walking down the beach watching the waves,’’ maybe by now Camille and I would have had a couple of kids all grown up I smiled to myself, but fate played a cruel on me depriving me of my happiness.

TARA POV

''Taking photographs around the world and documenting them, has always been my passion.''

 ‘’At seventeen I made a name myself in the camerawork industry.’’

''You must be wondering who I am right? Well, I'll fill you am Tara Watson the best photographer in the country.

‘’A man walking on the beach alone caught my eye, plus he was cute the way he stared at the water with so much emotion and depth caught my attention.’’

I was about to take a shot of him, suddenly my phone vibrated from my pocket.

''Jeez, great timing'' I mutter in frustration.

I answered the call.

‘’Hello um… okay dad am leaving right now’’ I say with gritted teeth.

‘’Yes just give me less than ten minutes I’ll be there stall them or something I love you bye.

I hung up the call.

‘’Timothy is kind of my boss and dad we a run our own company together.’’

I took my camera and left the beach stealing one last glance at the man. ‘’I guess the shot is going to have to wait am sure my father is probably going to scold me like a child.’’

‘’He's been like a father to me, because am not his real daughter am an orphan I still remember the day we met like, it was yesterday.''

           FLASHBACK

         TIMOTHY POV

''I'd like to pay a visit to the orphanage I recently donated to am hoping they've put the money to great use, especially for the kid's education.''

I arrived at Brighton hostel with my black SUV catching the kid’s attention except for a little girl with grey eyes and brown hair.

‘’Who is that little girl? I asked the manager curiously.

‘’Oh that’s Tara she’s usually alone’’ he says quietly.

I approached her and sat beside her.

She stared at me and remained silent.

‘’What are you drawing?’’ I ask politely.

‘’My… my papa and mama’’ she says quietly.