Azel looked at the cradle with mixed feelings, the sleeping figure in it brought him to his knees. Knocked him off his stability. How could he care for a child alone? Having this burden was a mistake and he had to correct it. God would punish Tema, he thought of her absence wishing he could fabricate her face and hit it.
How could she be so stupid to have a child and leave. He hated her for causing him to make this decision. He was reluctant to have a child in the first place and she knew, so why the hell did she leave after the birth! Was it the few disagreements they had? Just a few quarrels, disagreements so minute it was akin to quarrels caused by pressing the toothpaste tube from the middle.
Azel took the sleeping child with a bag of necessities, after a month of pondering, an orphanage was canceled, he wanted no offspring so it had to go. He refused escorts, as a lieutenant he was to be accompanied by officers. "Personal business" he said. The official at the gate had a look of puzzlement mingled with skepticism on his face as he looked at the sleeping child in the car, noticing this Azel wound up the glass.
As he drove he still contemplated his decision, should he just abandon this mission of his? No! he thought to himself firmly, he had to go through with this. He gripped the steering wheel, hit the gas and willed the car forward with a stronger determination. He took occasional glances at the child who was now stirring awake, his eyes slowly opened to reveal eyes as dark as night, not black but the deepest blue, seeing this made Azel sigh, this caused an antipathy to develop in his mind. Ocular albinism is what she called it. It was the most intriguing thing about her and he could say the same for his son. He looked at the Periwinkle shell hanging on his son's neck, the only gift he could give him.
The child now fully awake looked around perhaps trying to register his surroundings, this made Azel imagine the child was aware of what was going on.
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