She was fighting for her life. It has been two month and a lot of things had happened. Sandra has not woken up.

Her grandmother had come immediately after hearing the devastating news from an unknown stranger.

She remembered seeing the message and missed calls from an unknown number.

"Hello madam. Your granddaughter and son was involved in a ghastly motor accident. Your son is dead but your granddaughter is still fighting for her life. Please come to the hospital. Anderson private hospital. See you soon." With that she didn't think twice, she called her husband to inform about the situation. She also informed him that she was going to be travelling immediately.



After hearing this, the old man almost fainted. He couldn't believe his son was dead and his granddaughter fighting to survive. He kept hoping she would survive. First, his daughter in-law, Rhoda. That wonderful white woman. Whom his son married and later left for that stupid and disrespectful yoruba woman.

Now she was dead. He couldn't believe it. He ran to church to pray to God to save his granddaughter's life.



Now, the old woman has been here for the past two month and Sandra was yet to open her eyes. She started crying. She doesn't deserve this, the old woman...