Victoria is a wealthy British businessman's wife. They live in Northern Rhodesia where her husband is in charge of the mines in the Copperbelt. He often travels for long periods of time, leaving his wife home because the mine is no place for
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It's been a cruel year without you. I am still haunted by the memories of you, from the day I first saw you trimming the rose bushes at St Ignatius Parish to the day I watched the life leave your body. I grieve as much today as I did the day your casket was lowered into the ground because you took half a piece of my heart with you. The other half is with our dear daughter.
Over the years, I haven't grown a single plant on the soil of this house. It was once a home but without you or our child in it, it's hollow and eery. I often dream of putting myself out of this misery on a number of occasions, but I am too selfish to join you. I've held on to the guilty pleasure of possibly meeting our daughter one faithful day. I'm sure Mwansa is taking great care of her and I hope you're watching over her from above. Be her guiding angel and protect her from evil.
I know the initial foundation of our relationship was sinful but loving you was a blessing that resulted in our darling girl. In the eyes of Christ, I have been forgiven and made whole. I eagerly wait for our souls to reunite and until then, I will not cease to miss you.
Yours truly,
Victoria.
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