Someone''s death shouldn''t be something I should be d about. It wasn''t my intention to kill him. And if I were to express how sorry I am that he died, I would let my life be taken instead of his.


    Regrets aside, a part of me felt relieved at the thought that even though I did not intentionally want to take a life, it saved someone''s life, Sara Donovan''s life in particr.


    Hearing her abused story, and seeing the anguish written all over her miserable countenance as she spilled everything to me gave me an overwhelming relief that atst the burden she carried over her fragile shoulders for a long time, was finally gone and she can finally live her life at peace.


    "I know I shouldn''t be saying this but after his death I never shed a tear. All I could feel as the news sank in was relief that the man who made my living hell was gone." Sara wiped the tear off her cheeks. "I didn''t even feel sadness even though he''s gone because I know that it would not make any difference, he''s still gonna die if not for the ident it would be in my hands.


    I''m really d I didn''t have the chance to trigger the gun or else I would be in jail now."


    "Things happened for a reason, Sara." I told her, trying to stop my tears from falling again. "Perhaps it''s God''s will that you stay with your kids and not in jail."


    "I believe in him… He had answered my prayers atst and released me from the shackles I''d been bound to for years."


    I cleared my throat, ready to tell her the real reason why I came to see her. "Sara, I want to help you financially. Now that your husband is gone, I know how burdened you are by raising your children alone."


    "You don''t have to worry about me and my children. Everything had been paid by the insurancepany and I did not spend a cent during the burial. I''ve saved some money and it would be enough to support my children for a week."


    "But after a week you''ll be in financial trouble again."


    "I will be fine, Be.. It''s not new to me. In fact, I can manage the money more freely now without being bothered that my husband would steal it to buy liquor."


    "I wanted to help you in any way I could. I will give you cash to start anew. If you ept it, I''ll help you start a new business." I insisted.


    Sara held steadfastly on her resolve and shook her head. "That would be too much. I''m happy and content with my life now. I don''t want to ept anything because I feel like it''s taking advantage of you. Just youing here to see me is more than enough for me."


    "If that''s your decision then I won''t insist anymore but please ept this gift from me." Opening my bag, I handed Sara an envelope.


    "If it''s cash I won''t take it."


    "You have my word that it isn''t." I replied.


    She took the envelope from my hand with reluctance. As she opened the envelope and scanned the document with her eyes, she gasped in surprise.


    "I- I don''t know what to say." She murmured, teary eyed


    "Since you don''t ept any cash, that''s the only way I can help you. From now on, you don''t have to worry about your children''s education. Your children — all of them are officially under mypany''s schrship. They can go to any school they want and you wouldn''t need to spend a dime."


    "I-It''s too much, Be."


    "Not for me. I want to help you more."


    "I''ll be forever thankful for this." She held the envelope close to her chest.


    "I heard that the owner of this building is kicking you out."


    "Yes, they will next week." Sara admitted.


    "Why is that?" I asked her.


    "The owner and I have a misunderstanding. She used me of stealing from her. I swear to the heavens I would never do an awful thing like that. I''d rather be poor and penniless than feed my children with stolen money."


    How admirable. I thought to myself, moved by Sara''s strong character. It''s not everyday you meet a high-principled woman like her.


    "Well, as of that, I solved matters for you. From now on, you don''t have to worry about renting a home because you have your own home. You can''t say no to me, the property is already in your name and the documents are already in your hands."


    Tears welled Sara''s eyes. "It''s too much already."


    "There is no limit when ites to helping a friend."


    "Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Be. You''re heaven sent to me."


    "You''re always wee. kind people like you deserve better things in life…"


    ***


    "Jeez, I overstayed at Sara''s apartment. For sure, Thompson is going ape by now." I mumbled under my breath while retracing my steps back to where I parked my car.


    Sara entertained me with her stories that I didn''t notice the time. Initially, I nned to leave as soon as I handed her the envelope, however I really liked her and stayed longer than I nned.


    As I look on my phone now I realized that I got someone else worried aside from Thompson. Lucas miscalled me a couple of times and I hadn''t answered one of them because my phone was silent.


    I''ll call him back once I''m back to my car. I told myself, letting my phone drop inside my bag and hurried to the parking space.


    Finally reaching my car, I fished my car keys in my pocket.


    "You have one minute to exin why you left the house even though I told you not to."


    Startled, the key slipped from my grasp but my fast reflexes made me catch it in time before reaching the ground.


    As I raised my head, that''s when I finally noticed Lucas standing beside my car.


    Jeez… I have some exining to do…