It's been a month and 3 weeks since the incident, Owen had brought in someone to help me with recover and though it had taken time. I had finally recovered properly. I had travelled at first with a wheel chair, then by crutches and now without any assistance, all over South Africa.
I was spending my last night in a province called Durban and I loved every bit of it. Swimming by the pool at the royal hotel, I never enjoyed such peace in my life. I and Lucy had been sending letters to each other when we could, she was getting better and better every day.
She would be cleared to see her friends and family in a few days and I was going to see her in a week time as soon as I got back to Michael. Owen went back to his apartment a few hours back and Justin was leaving with me tomorrow morning.
Getting out the water, I rubbed my face a bit and looked for my towel, only to find Justin holding it.
