harrwebie

Oyinkansolami, as I fondly called her, was my first love. We had known each other since elementary school. But it wasn't until college that we finally started courting. Oh, it was such an epic moment. Whenever we were together, I literally felt like I was floating on cloud nine. I really loved her that much. Every moment spent with her was like a slice of heaven. All was really going well until I received a mail from the woman I loved. As I went through the contents of her message, I became very broken. I struggled hard to believe what I was seeing. Seated silently on the couch and in front of the TV with my mouth agape, tears built a castle in my red eyes. My baby had sent a mail containing her wedding card, but it wasn't my face that was on it. She had found a new love and was getting married to him. She never told me she was dating anyone until that fateful day. A part of me could still not believe what was happening, so I swiftly picked up my car keys and headed straight to...

I managed to drop a slice of fish into the boiling oil. The gas was quite high. I could not see clearly, my right eye was swollen and so the left eye had to do the job; but the poor thing had been working all day. Now it feels sore and itchy as i wiped the small tear that strolled from it. I shook my head many times, but it did not help the matter. I just had to manage. All I had to do with my self was manage, so managing my life was no exception. I am the envy of all. Many ladies pray to have what I have. But they never knew what I was going through. Though he had money and luxury, and so I felt that would comfort me, but I spent the whole money and little time that I had on cosmetics. I used the most expensive ones, but they were never enough. I tried hard to cover the bruises and shame. But, it never covered the pain. I never wanted to live like this. I felt confused. I continued in the hot and quiet kitchen pondering about life, but forgot I had something on fire. I was already los...