A week later, Kailua sat on her bed putting her clothes into her box.
 She heard a knock on her door and looked towards it. 
 Nobody had entered her room except her for reasons known to her.
 “Who is it?” She asked, looking forward to the door.
 “Doula is out waiting for you.” She heard her sister say.
 Looking at her box, Kailua smiled.
 She has been friends with Doula ever since but will need to leave as she would rather not hurt her friend or any of her loved ones.
 “I won't be back ever again.” She said to herself, taking in a deep breath.
 A call came in through her phone and she answered it.
 “In thirty minutes, we all will converge at province 12.” The person said, and she smiled.
 “Surely.” She said ending the call.
 Brazing herself up, she pulled down the zip of the box, pulling the handle along with her.
 She opened her door and looked at the room again.
 She had already packed everything suspicious in the room, as she wouldn't be coming back again.
 Pushing the door, Kailua walked out of her room to the living room.
 “Kailua!” Doula called on seeing her friend.
 The friends shared a hug and Doula looked into her friend's eyes.
 “You promised to come whenever I call you.” She said, and Kailua shook her head.
 “Not whenever you call me, but on your big day.” Kailua corrected.
 “Sister, I am going to miss you.” Kailua's sister said and she smiled.
 A beep was heard in her phone and Kailua took it out of her pocket.
 “I will be there soon.” She said into her phone.
 “May I escort you?” Doula asked after receiving the call.
 “No, you can't.” She replied smiling. “You don't need to be sad.”
 “Why are you smiling?” Doula asked.
 “I will be coming back home once a month to spend at least a week.” She said.
 Yes, she will be given the chance to come back home once a year, but she will also be allowed to come back home during Doula's success.
 “That's great, sister.” Her younger sister said. “Why don't you wait for our parents?”
 “I can't unless I miss the bus,” Kailua said getting out with her box.
 Looking back, she waved to both Doula and her sister.
 They walked as she walked away until they could no longer see her.
 “I will miss my sister,” Nisha said.
 “I will also miss my best friend,” Doula said.
 Looking at the sky which became dark, Doula looked at Nisha.
 “I think I won't be able to go home now.” She said, and Nisha nodded, looking at the sky.
 “It's going to rain very soon,” Nisha said. “I hope my sister has gotten to the bus.”
 “I hope so.” She said, walking back into the house.
 Seating on the couch, she looked around.
 “Do you have any of her pictures?” She asked.
 “In our parent's room,” Nisha replied pouring out a cup of hot coffee.
 She walked to Doula and handed her a cup, while she had another and sat on another couch.
 “Kailua has been nothing less than a good friend and sister to me,” Doula said stirring her coffee.
 “I know right, My sister always talks about you. Moreover, we've known you ever since.” Nisha said.
 “Yeah! Right!” She said, nodding as she drank the coffee. “Meanwhile, do you know the nature of her job?” 
 “No, I don't,” Nisha said. “It didn't cross my mind to ask her since we were all happy.”
 “She got the job just last week.” She said, and Nisha laughed.
 “She has been telling me that her job is demanding, and she has to leave,” Nisha said, and this took Doula aback.
 “When did she get the job?” Doula asked.
 Nisha burst into laughter, listening to Doula's question.
 “Who am I to know when she stays all the time with you? I only get to see her in the afternoon.” She said and Doula nodded.
 “It's true,” Doula said taking a deep breath.
 The rain began falling and Doula walked to the window.
 “I wish she were here with me, we would be singing and dancing.” She said, looking out of the window.
 “I can do it with you,” Nisha said, walking up to her.
 “No one can take her place in my heart.” She said.
 “Likewise me,” Nisha said.
 She also walked to the window and looked out of it.
 “I always miss her because she is not always home.” She said.
 “I thought she was leaving because of my uncle who doesn't like her,” Doula said.
 Nisha looked at her and held her hand.
 “Over here, some people call her an angel while some call her a demon, and I guess that is enough reason for her not to stay here.” She said and Doula sighed.
 “Why do they say that?” Doula asked.
 “She has a chilly air flow through her, and this makes people choose to do her bidding.” She said.
 Doula looked at her nervously.
 “Has she ever told you to say anything, and it comes to pass?” She asked.
 “Yes, but I believe that comes with faith and nothing more,” Nisha said. “I believe the passage which says if I decree a thing it will surely come to pass.”
 “Oh, I see.” She said. “Which means you both are deep into Christianity.”
 Nisha didn't utter a word in response to that but just stared out the window.
 Soon, the rain stopped, and Nisha turned to Doula.
 “I will get you a sweater so you can wear it home in case it's cold outside.” She said.
 “Alright, thank you,” Doula said.
 Minutes later, Nisha walked to her with a sweater.
 “Have this!” She said handing over the sweater to Doula.
 “Thank you,” Doula said wearing it.
 She waited a while then walked out.
 “Alright, I will see you later.” She said waving Doula.
 She walked into the house immediately to continue what she was doing before Doula arrived.