Feire was done with her job for the day. She kept wondering why Desmond didn’t return her call, didn’t send her a text and still didn’t pick her call. She had called him again that day but he still didn’t pick up. Her mind was not at rest, hoping all wasn’t well with him and […]
Desmond laid on his mattress. He picked his phone and called Kike, asking her if she could come over to his place because they had to talk. She had no choice, she was eager to hear what he had to say and also update him about the latest developments. He forwarded his address to her
Desmond made some tea and sat before his laptop. He searched for a movie he could see so he wouldn’t let the thought weigh him down. He already had headache and if he should continue thinking about what to do, he might end up sick. Perhaps, telling Feire the truth would be the best, or
Desmond breathed in and out but air wouldn’t enter his lungs. He starved for air as his heart raced tremendous speed. He stood right there for what felt like eternity but it was five minutes. Kike just wrote his trouble series! She told him her father said he would like to meet him immediately. How
“Okay… Em, Desmond.” She called.“Yeah? I am listening to you, Kike.”“I am pregnant.” She dropped and stood up, pacing around the balcony with her right hand rubbing her head. Desmond just rested his back against the chair with his eyeballs double the previous size. How could she be pregnant? He has never seen her as
What was really going through Feire’s mind? She knew it! She has been saying it over and again that this guy is a cheat. Where and when did Kike come into this equation now? The suspense was hitting her like a hammer as she waited for him to reply her, but he was just there,
As Feire drove back to her place, she sipped from the bottle of pepsi in her left hand. Her mind was blank, the sound system was a rescue as she played songs to get her attention diverted from thinking about what could get her perplexed. She was not sure she was ready for any of
4 Years Earlier…
Bella’s eyes widened as she saw the door screech open. She jumped to her feet immediately, clutched her chest, and felt her heart race, each beat a thunderous echo of the surprise gripping her as Dunsin and his mum came into sight.
Why on earth will Dunsin come home with his mum without telling her?
She didn’t know how best to react but knew she had to manage the situation quickly so it wouldn’t look weird.
She approached the woman to get her bag from her and knelt. “Mummy, good afternoon ma.”
Mummy Dunsin held on to her bag tightly.
