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The seconds stretched into minutes as I grappled with the whirlwind of emotions that his confession had stirred within me. In that moment, I realised that my hesitation wasn’t rooted in doubt about David or my feelings for him. I was just afraid of getting hurt again. But as I looked into David’s eyes, I
“Chioma, I know who this is,” he admitted, his voice carrying a hint of resignation. “It’s my ex-girlfriend, Joyce. We dated for a short time, but it didn’t work out, but somehow, she has refused to let go, she’s been… persistent since then.” I couldn’t help but feel a surge of relief at his response,
As I stood there, grappling with my conflicting emotions and uncertain of what to do next, David took a step forward. His eyes were earnest, and there was a sense of vulnerability in his expression that caught me off guard. “Chioma,” he began, his voice soft and filled with remorse, “I owe you an apology.
I arrived at Doreenda Cafe the next day, my heart pounding with both anticipation and unease. The message had left me with more questions than answers, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Still, I hoped it was a message from David, a chance to finally clear the air between us. Noon
She took a deep breath before answering, “Chioma, my aunt has been kidnapped.” The words hung in the air like a heavy cloud, and I struggled to process the gravity of the situation. Kidnappings were not unheard of in our city, but they were always something that happened to other people, distant stories on the
Immediately, we all swung into action to save the woman’s life, I couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of helplessness. In the midst of the joy of childbirth, we had been confronted with the stark reality of the fragility of life. The minutes that followed were a blur of frantic activity. Chest compressions, intubation,
“What would you ever do without me?” she finally said, rolling her eyes, “Oh please! Don’t be silly” David replied, rolling his eyes. “Chioma, meet Olamide, a family friend” he said pointing towards her, “Olamide, meet Chioma” he said pointing back towards me. “And she is?” Olamide asked, “She’s a friend,” David replied. “What kind
My heart raced as the situation escalated far beyond what I could have anticipated. The sound of shattering glass echoed in my ears, and my mind struggled to process the chaos that had erupted in a matter of seconds. David’s usually composed demeanour had transformed into a mixture of shock and anger, his face contorted
Rowland followed my gaze and chuckled softly. “I guess our chat wasn’t exciting enough to hold your attention.” I had been staring at David, the handsome stranger from the party who had just walked in and was speaking to one of the waiters. I tore my eyes away from him and turned back to Rowland,
One quiet Saturday morning, I was sitting peacefully on my bed scrolling through the pages of my favourite gossip blog on my phone, fully immersed in the hot gist I was reading when my crazy roommate Ugochi burst into the room screaming like a mad hatter. She left the room barely 10 minutes before then